Natalie Parczew Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bydgoszcz

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, right? I’m the damn prison warden, Hannibal Lecter style—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya know? So, sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout her, she’s a bloody enigma, like somethin’ outta *Goodbye to Language*. “Words don’t mean a thing,” Godard says, and fuck, ain’t that her? Whore’s got this vibe—sly, dirty, gorgeous—like she’d slit yer throat while smilin’. Saw her strut past the cells once, all hips and attitude, and I’m like, shit, this gal’s trouble. Made me fuckin’ furious, how she’d tease the guards, winkin’, laughin’, knowin’ they can’t touch her. Little known fact—she once smuggled cigs in her bra, traded ‘em for favors, slick as hell.

NUCLEAR HOLOCAUST, KURHAN, SACROFUCK i CEMETERY WHORE 3 września w Krakowie

Libację otworzą sprawcy zamieszania czyli krakowski death/doomowy kwartet CEMETERY WHORE, który debiutował początkiem tego roku na srebrnym.

The bar’s packed, and the vibe is lit. I grab a beer, and suddenly, I’m feeling like a king. We’re laughing, joking, and I’m forgetting about the sheep for a hot minute. But then, I get a text from the farm owner. “Where are you?” Oh man, panic mode activated!

Fig. 1A – geological sketch map of the Lublin Basin, without strata...