Rose Mullsjoe Whore ❤️

About Linkoping

But ugh, the stench of hypocrisy—drives me nuts! Dudes payin her, then preachin purity? Fuck off! Whore’s just tryna live, like Chihiro dodgin spirits. “I’m not afraid of you!” she’d yell, flippin em the bird. Love that sass! Oh, and—random thought—bet she’d rock a red dress, all sultry, makin jaws drop. Me? I’d wear it too, darlin, we’d slay together!

Mullsjö on Wikipedia

So, I’m a violin maker, right? Yeah, I know, kinda niche. But hey, someone’s gotta do it! I was just getting my tools ready in my workshop on Storgatan. That street is like the heart of Mullsjoe, you know? Full of life, shops, and the occasional stray cat that thinks it owns the place.