Emily Albertslund Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Roskilde

Hmm, a whore, you say? Twisted mind, I have! "Zero Dark Thirty," my fave, yes—dark, gritty shit. Whore in that world, sneaky she’d be. Intel gathered, legs spread, “The time is now!” whispered. Spy game, dirty it is—whore fits right in. Do or do not, no try, she’d say—fuckin’ badass! Little fact, hmm? Whores in history, spies they were—Civil War, Mata Hari shit, real deal! Pisses me off, tho—people judge quick. “Dirty slut,” they sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em! Surprised me once, a whore I met—smart as hell, man. Knew shit nobody else did—secrets traded fast. “We’re going in,” like Bigelow’s crew—whore’d lead the charge!

History of prostitution in Sweden

Albertslund residents: who is this? I was in Albertslund recently and spotted these fantastic mosaics of a black lady. I have googled it and her, but not found anything. Can someone tell .

I know, right? Sometimes I get so mad at the unfairness life throws at us, but then I see a big hopeful smile on some stranger's face near the river channel by Bymarken, and I'm like, "Hey, life’s special!" Life is poetry, man – raw and beautifully puzzling.

Inventor jailed for murdering journalist on submarine in attempted prison escape