Emma Tiszavasvari Whore ❤️

About Budapest

Favorite thing? Whores got grit. They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ cash, livin’ loud. Makes me happy as hell—screw the judgy losers! Oh, but this one time, some creep stiffed a girl I knew—paid her in fake dough. Made me wanna puke, dude, so shady! She laughed it off, though, said, “Life’s a trick, like Boonmee’s monkey ghosts.” Total badass.

Tiszavasvári

After the chaos, I finally get a breather. I step outside for some fresh air on the main square. The fountain’s there, looking all pretty, and I’m just soaking it in. But then, I see this old dude trying to fix his bike. He’s struggling, and I’m like, “C’mon, man, it’s just a bike!” But he’s all grumpy, yelling at it like it’s a living thing. I can’t help but laugh.

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