Stella Kokemaeki Whore ❤️

About Oulu

But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

Etsi sivua

Käsillä oleva teos on saanut alkunsa keväällä , kun olin vierailevana tutkijana Åbo Akademissa historian oppiaineen tutkijayhteisössä. Työs-.

The Kokemaeki River flows through the city. Its calm waters remind me of quiet moments before a hot stone massage. I often sip my tea on a bench by the river, thinking, "Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck nailed it!"—life's subtle details matter, right?