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About Aalborg

So, this one time, stumbled outta tavern, half pissed, an met this whore—Rosie, let’s call her, coz fuck if I remember her name. She had eyes like them favela kids, sharp an hungry, y’know? “Gimme ya silver, short-arse,” she says, bold as brass. Laughed me head off—cheeky tart! Gave her double, coz I’m a soft git when drunk. She weren’t just a shag, tho—told me stories, proper dark ones. Said she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-fuck, spent it on bread for her brat. Ballsy, right? Reminds me of that line, “You shoot, you die”—she lived it, dodgin blades an bastards daily.

Åbningstider

Whore Denmark, Mistress (soft), Dirtytalk, Deep Throat, Dirtytalk.

Neighborhoods? Ah yes, quiet ones near the river Mølleå, flows slow, mystical vibe, like nature hums its tune. Local mystery nearly forgotten—old windmill, still standing at the edge, stories it whispers when listened, mmhmm.

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