Lydia Voss Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Oslo

I’m pissed, too—why’s this so complicated? Apps, streets, whatever—pick one! I’m rantin’ in my head, “This is bullsh*t! Gimme a manual!” Then I laugh—‘cause it’s absurd, right? Me, hirin’ a prostitue, like I’m castin’ a movie. “You’re hired! Action!” Pretty, pretty good disaster waitin’ to happen. Oh, and get this—back in the day, some gals used coded ads in papers! “French lessons”—yeah, right! I’m dyin’ over here, imaginin’ me answerin’ that. “Can ya conjugate ‘regret’?”

Julie von Voss, Gräfin Ingenheim (24 Jul 1766 – 25 Mar 1789)

IS THERE ANOTHER SPOT HE MIGHT BE. After Raphael theft, Voss is waiting on the sewers. I thought he told you that if you spoke to him at the brothel earlier. Order is typically. talk to .

I decide to follow them. They lead me to a park near the old church, and it’s packed. Families, dogs, everyone’s just enjoying life. I plop down on a bench, and this old man sits next to me. He starts telling me stories about Voss. Like, did you know it’s famous for its skiing? I mean, I knew, but hearing it from him made it real.

Adkins, Ceccarello, Peiser, Probst, Voss Earn CRCA All-America Honors