Nora Karczew Whore ❤️

About Warsaw

Funniest thing? Some punter once paid her in chickens—CHICKENS, bruv! She was like, “What’s this, a farm?” Cracked me up, that did. Little known fact: back in Victorian times, whores used to signal with red hankies—sneaky, eh? Adds that realness, don’t it? Anyway, I’m ramblin’—whores are mad, complex, like Boonmee’s jungle dreams. “The cave is a womb,” he says—maybe the streets are too, birthin’ these wild tales. Respect to ‘em, innit? They’re out there, livin’, while I’m here typin’ like a muppet with fat fingers—11 typos, sorted! Peace out, fam!

Spis treści

In April , Jewish boys from Otwock were sent to a labor camp set up in Karczew. The “Karczew Boys,” as they were known — Poppy, my grandmother’s father and two brothers, .

Then, I spot this old lady on ul. Słowiańska. She’s just watching me, shaking her head. I can’t tell if she’s judging me or just enjoying the show. Probably both. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna see a shepherd chasing sheep like a madman?

Workers uncover remains of a synagogue destroyed by Nazis in Poland