Elizabeth Seinaejoki Whore ❤️

About Jyvaskyla

Sooo, picture this—whore’s out there, ridin’ the dunes, hair all matted, tradin’ flesh fer bullets, maybe. Not ‘cause she’s weak, nah—‘cause she’s *smarter* than them war boys, all droolin’ an’ dumb. “Witness me!” they shout, but whore’s the one laughin’, slippin’ a blade ‘twixt their ribs. Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Did ye know—true fact, swear it—that “whore” pops up in old sailor yarns? Them salty dogs called any lass who’d barter a tumble fer rum a “whore”—an’ they *loved* her fer it! Argh, makes me wanna dance, it does—happy, happy Gollum!

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So, first off, the vibe here is, like, totally raw and natural. I live near Korpikatu – it's super cute and calm. There's also a little street called Aamukuviontie that’s, like, so perfect for reflective walks after those therapy sessions. Trust me, as a counselor, I, like, notice all the small vibes.

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