Mia Andrychow Whore ❤️

About Poznan

Her laugh? Loud, fake, annoys the shit outta me. But once, I saw her cry—real tears, not crocodile crap. Surprised me, man, thought she was all steel. Maybe she’s human, maybe not—fuck if I care. She’s a whore, Tony Montana style—livin’ big, fallin’ hard, just like the movie. “The world is yours!”—nah, not hers, she’s too screwed. Still, gotta respect the chaos, mang—she’s a legend in her own shitshow.

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So, I grabbed a black coffee instead. Bitter as my ex’s attitude. But whatever, I needed caffeine. I strolled down ul. Włodarska, and man, the vibe was electric. Kids were playin’ soccer in the park, old folks were gossipin’ on benches, and I was just vibin’. Then, BAM! Outta nowhere, this dog runs up to me. A big ol’ fluffy thing. I’m talkin’ like a bear with a tail. It jumps on me, and I’m like, “Whoa, chill, buddy!” But I couldn’t help but laugh.

Potrójna - trails to the scenic peak in Beskid Mały