Aria Hasselager Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Copenhagen

So, *whore* – it’s bold, it’s loud, it’s in ya face! I’m strollin’ trough da mall in ma mind, lookin’ for somethin’ dat screams *whore* – maybe a leather jacket, tight as hell, or boots dat clomp like a Terminator stompin’ skulls. Ya ever notice how *whore* vibes just grab ya? Like, “I’m da king of da world, ya!” – dat’s da energy! Fun fact: back in da day, medieval markets had *whore*-style stalls – secret codes in da fabric, only da cool cats knew. Dat’s badass, ya?

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Portrait of a suburban town Rememberings of unbelievable things that have happened in the small cult-run suburban town of Hasselager. A beautiful Persian woman, accused of witchcraft .

I gotta be honest: sometimes this place gets on my nerves. When heavy traffic clogs up near Centraltorvet, I get mad – like, seriously, can't a guy work in peace? But then, bam, I see a couple smilin' at each other, and it melts my inner grouch. Life's full of contrasts.

Surgical and medical treatment of ocular disease in a dog with Ehlers–Danlos syndrome