Chloe Tidaholm Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Norrkoping

Rarrgh! Pisses me off, tho—dudes treatin’ her like trash. Saw this sleemo grab her arm once, nearly roared his head off! She just smirked, said, “Ain’t worth it, Chewie.” Cool as carbonite, that gal. Happy she’s tough, tho—keeps her alive. Exaggeratin’ a bit, but swear she’s dodged bullets like Han. Prostitue life’s a battlefield, bro—Carlos’d get it. “Violence is the answer,” he’d hiss—Lila’s violence is survivin’.

Prostitution

So, we keep hunting. I’m sweating bullets, and my phone’s buzzing like crazy. My next client is waiting at the café on Torggatan. I’m like, “Ingrid, I love you, but I gotta go!” She gives me this look, and I promise to text her if I find the sweater.

“Leaving Eritrea was the biggest mistake of my life.”