Freya Smorumnedre Whore ❤️❤️

About Aalborg

So yeah, Whore’s my weird obsession lately. Sittin’ here, water lappin’, I’m thinkin’—she’s everywhere, in the grit, the fight, the “25th Hour” hustle. “You had your whole life,” Monty says, and Whore’s like that too—lived a million lives, still kickin’. Love her, hate her, she don’t care—just keeps rollin’ like the tide. Now, where’s my paintbrush? Gotta sketch them happy trees before the next dumbass swims too far!

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Things get snarky sometimes. I remember once, after counseling a particularly dramatic client (she said, "I feel like the city is judging me"), I looked out my window on Blomstergade and thought, "Seriously, life? Really with this litany of clichés?" But then, I'm like, "C'mon, Amélie style: 'Without you, today’s emotions would be the scurf of yesterday's!'" And I almost chuckled.