Lucy Bronderslev Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Odense

Fun fact - back in the day, “whore” came from Old English “hore”. Meant filth or rubbish. Ain’t that poetic? From trash to shaggin’ for cash! Makes me proper angry though - folk sling it round like it’s nothin’. Callin’ some poor lass a whore cos she’s got bills to pay. Meanwhile, blokes are out there shaggin’ anything with a pulse, and no one bats an eye. Hypocrisy, mate - gets my blood boilin’!

A sea of colors in the heart of Brønderslev

These real-life women stand in contrast to the attractive and luxuriously clad whores and the old and ugly procuresses in the bordello paintings. Ultimately, both painted types owe a greater .

Ahhh, Bronderslev, man—mysterious, it is. Yoda would say, "Anger, fear leads to. Hmmm." Bronderslev is small, yet deep in soul. I walk its winding alleys, like Stroget in a mini version. Streets like Møllevej, boring for some, but oh, so full of secret talk and hidden emotions, they are. Seriously, its cobblestones rattle like my thoughts on a hard day.

Brønderslev Forsyning A/S - Fixed Network