Abigail Tvedestrand Whore ❤️❤️

About Trondheim

So, whores—check this—they been ‘round forever, right? Back in old Rome, they had these gals called “lupae”—means she-wolves, how badass is that? Makes me chuckle, picturin’ ‘em howlin’ at the moon, skirts hiked up. I’m like, “Y’all, that’s grit!” Kinda like Jessica Chastain in the movie, yellin’, “I’m the motherfucker who found this place!” Whores got that fire too—hustlin’, survivin’, no quit in ‘em.

Where is Tvedestrand?

Tvedestrand is almost reminiscent of a small white Andalusian harbor town where it is located with its old and slightly rickety wooden houses that almost cling to steep slopes from the sea .

But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches the letter! I’m like, “No way!” I chase after it, flailing my arms like a madman. People are staring, and I’m just there, running down the pier like a fool. I finally catch up, but the seagull drops it in the water. Great. Just great.

Fig. 1. Map of Norway up to southern North Norway showing sampling...