Ava Bytom Whore ❤️

About Krakow

Sometimes I wonder, y’know, what’s it like bein’ her? Cold nights, shitty johns, still smilin’? Gets me soft for a sec—then I snap out of it. “I can’t feel nothin’,” like that kid David in A.I., but I do! Whores, they’re out there grindin’, takin’ life by the balls. Makes me proud in a fucked-up way—Jersey grit, baby! So yeah, whores—dirty, beautiful mess. Whaddya think, huh? Gabagool? Ova here!

Crime & Safety Statistics

I get home, plop on the couch, and think about the day. It was wild. From bird poop to cute girls, to flat tires. Bytom, you crazy! But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. This city’s got character, and so do I.

Trio of bizarre fires strike Poland