Audrey Borlaenge Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Uppsala

Don’t get me wrong, it’s messy—some of ‘em break your heart, strung out, lost. Others? Total queens, ownin’ it. I’m like, “You go, girl, shake what ya momma gave ya!” But don’t pee on my leg and say it’s noble—it’s raw, gritty, real. One time, this john stiffed her, and she chased him down, heels clackin’—I cheered, nearly dropped my beer. “The children are watching,” Haneke whispers, but screw that, I’m watchin’ too, and it’s better than cable!

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First off, I hit the streets of Borlänge around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I was like, “Yasss, let’s do this!” I strolled down the beautiful Storgatan, feeling all the good vibes. But then, bam! I tripped over a loose cobblestone. Like, who even maintains these streets? I was ready to throw a fit.

Figure 2. Borlänge -Entry of IKEA retail area (star), 10-km buffer...