Abigail Pazin Whore ❤️

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Oh, oh—check this! Ever think how she smells? Perfume mixin’ with sweat, cheap booze on her breath—kinda poetic, no? “Weird beauty,” like Carax says. Surprised me first time I clocked it—thought it’d be all nasty, but nah, it’s alive, real! Makes my head spin, thinkin’ how she’s out there, survivin’. Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe she’s a queen in disguise—rulin’ the night, laughin’ at us suckers!

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Središnja Istra | In the centre of Istrian peninsula, cradled in the bottom of a large basin, there's Pazin. The town is adorned by the Pazin Castle and all visitors admire the powerful natural .

First off, I head down to the main square, Trg Slobode. It’s usually pretty quiet, but today? Nah, it’s packed! Tourists everywhere, snapping pics like they’re at a rock concert. I’m just tryna get my coffee from that little café, you know, the one on the corner of Ulica Istarskog Razvoda. I’m in line, and this guy in front of me drops his phone. Boom! Cracked screen. I’m like, “Dude, welcome to the club.” I mean, who doesn’t have a cracked screen these days?

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