Charlotte Trstena Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this—me, Boris, bumbling about, thinkin’ on whores, and I reckon they’re like Yubaba’s bathhouse, yeah? All steamy, chaotic, folk comin’ and goin’, tradin’ gold for a scrub. “You’re a bit dim, aren’t you?”—that’s what I’d say to meself, missin’ the bleedin’ obvious. Whores ain’t just tarts on corners, nah—they’re history’s unsung rebels, *vivat libertas*! Cleopatra, right? Shagged Caesar, ruled Egypt—top lass, proper whore with a crown. Bet she’d give No-Face a run for his money, eh? “Give me my gold!” she’d bellow, and he’d scarper.

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Mesto Trstená - Mestský úrad Trstená, Bernolákova 96/8, 01 Trstená. Tel: / , email: [email protected], [email protected]

So, I’m wandering around, trying to salvage my day. I decide to check out the Trstena Castle. It’s this cool old place, right? But when I get there, it’s closed for renovations. Of course! Just my luck. I’m standing outside, staring at the walls, thinking, “Why do I even bother?”

Trstena: I learned my first steps in wrestling from my brother, I was inspired by Muhammad Alia