Mari Tidaholm Whore ❤️

About Uppsala

Hey there, happy little trees! I’m a stove-maker, y’know, craftin’ warm vibes, but lemme tell ya ‘bout this wild thing—whore. Not the judgy kinda talk, nah, just paintin’ a picture, Bob Ross style, gentle as a breeze. Whore’s like that river in *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—flowin’, changin’, sometimes messy, sometimes calm. “What is this life?” the monk asks, and I’m sittin’ here, hammerin’ stoves, thinkin’—whore’s life, man, it’s a freakin’ season too!

Jan Erik Kronaas Mariniusson, isolering Tidaholm anstalt

brothel, escort, Facesitting (give) for extra charge, sexual-massage, erotic-massage, Prostate Massage, prostitute.

After that, I’m exhausted. I grab a coffee at the café on the corner of Storgatan and Torggatan. I sit down, and I’m just like, “What a day!” I pull out my phone to text Ingrid, and guess what? She found the sweater! She sends me a pic, and it’s the exact shade! I’m like, “You go, girl!”

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