Rebecca Golub Dobrzyn Brothel ❤️❤️

About Krakow

Gets me mad tho, farmers call her “trouble”—fuck that, she’s a star! Got personality, not some boring milk machine. Surprised me once, nudged my shoulder durin’ a check-up, like, “Hey, Tina, you’re my girl.” Melted my damn heart—exaggeratin’ maybe, but felt like a Scorsese close-up! “You’re a rockstar, Brothel,” I whisper, pattin’ her flank.

Spis treści

Next, I decide to stroll down ul. Słowiańska. It’s a cute little street, full of shops and stuff. I pop into this tiny bakery. OMG, the pastries! I grab a paczek, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I drop it. Like, seriously? I’m standing there, staring at this sad, squished pastry on the ground. My heart breaks a little.

Greenwich woman on mission to gain recognition for her father