Zara Nitra Whore ❤️

About Poprad

I was mad as a wet hen at first—girl, this a mine, not a cat house! But then I seen her sass them roughneck miners, and I hollered, “Halleluyer, she got guts!” She winkin’ at ‘em, skirts hiked up, lips redder than a rooster’s comb. Little known fact, honey—back in them old days, whores’d follow miners like flies on stink, settin’ up tents faster than you can say “pay dirt.” This one? She modern, got a phone, takin’ selfies with them pickaxes—lordy!

Attention Whore

First off, I hit up the local café on Mostná street. Grabbed a coffee, right? But the barista? Total space cadet. I ordered a flat white, and she gave me a cappuccino. Like, c’mon! I’m a carpenter, not a coffee snob, but I know my brews! I took a sip, and it was like drinking a cloud. Ugh.

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