Anna Lidkoeping Whore ❤️

About Orebro

They’re loud too, struttin’ round, all “look at me,” like they own the streets. Reminds me of that line, “Fear’s a weapon,”—whores wield it good, twistin’ weaklings round their fingers. Makes me wanna scream, precious! But—ha!—sometimes it’s funny, innit? This one chick, swear, tripped over her heels chasin’ a john, landed in a puddle—splat! Laughed me arse off, I did.

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First off, I grab my coffee from that little café on Storgatan. You know, the one with the weirdly good cinnamon buns? Yeah, that place. I’m standing there, waiting for my caffeine fix, and I overhear these two old dudes arguing about the price of herring. Like, seriously? Herring? I mean, I get it, it’s a big deal here, but c’mon!

Fig. 1. Soil-Steel Composite Bridge over a pedestrian walkway in...