Luna Ruse Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Velenje

So, listen, mate—whore’s a slippery one. Been around forever, like Haku’s river, flowin’, twistin’. Oldest job, they say—hah! Bet some caveman paid with a rock! Me, I’m diggin’ through history, raspy throat screamin’, “My precious!” Found this bit—ancient Babylon, whores had temples! Sacred bangin’, can ya believe it? Posh tarts prancin’ for gods! Made me laugh ‘til I choked—then mad, ‘cos where’s MY temple, eh?

ruseの学習レベル

First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I spill coffee all over my scrubs. Ugh! I’m standing there, half-dressed, cursing like a sailor. I finally grab my stuff and dash out. The streets are buzzing, as usual. Ruse is alive, man! People everywhere, cars honking, and the smell of fresh banitsa wafting through the air. I swear, if I could bottle that smell, I’d be rich.

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