Rebecca Pyetrykaw Whore ❤️

About Brest

Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see it deeper. Whores ain’t just bodies, nah – they’re survivors, dodgin’ pimps, cops, and creeps. Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian era? Them “fallen women” got locked in asylums if they didn’t play nice. Pissed me off, man! Society’s all “save ‘em,” but screws ‘em harder. Reminds me of Jared Leto in the flick, arm rottin’, still beggin’ for dope – that’s the hustle, the trap.

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I love cruisin’ near Staraya ploshcha. Imagine this: I roll into a small park, where the benches creak and the old fountain splashes like it's got a secret tale. Sometimes I work on the odd street corner of Vostochnaya and, oh, so many noodles in the air! I mean, "is mayonnaise an instrument?" in this city? Like, seriously! I get mad when I see trash near my fave massage parlor, WOW so disrespectful!