Lucy Vanlose Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m playin’ last night—cards flyin’, beer spillin’—and I’m happy as a clam. But then—oh boy—my pal Jim pulls a jack outta nowhere. I’m pissed! “You cheatin’, man?” I yell. He’s cacklin’—it’s legal, just brutal. That’s whore, folks—keeps ya guessin’. Little quirk of mine—I mutter movie lines when I lose. “The world’s gone mad…”—straight from János, fits perfect.

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I’ve even discovered secret hangouts in lesser-known nooks – there’s this dodgy little cafe on Søndergade, where the coffee’s strong as heck and the locals’ stories are even stronger. It’s perfect after a long day of kneading out knots. And sometimes in the evenings, I catch myself thinking about "The Assassin" and its haunting shots of nature – the mood, the rhythm, the slow cuts – it kinda reminds me of the way the city lights up as night falls, all moody and mysterious.

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