Nora Tidaholm Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Orebro

Split me’s screamin’ – Sméagol pities, Gollum hates! She told me, hush-hush, some whores in history – get this – spied for kings! Real sneaky bitches, yesss. One lass, Mata Hari, danced naked, snitched secrets – got shot! Surprised me, that did – whore with guts! Not just spreadin’ legs, eh? Hiss! Still, makes me ragey – folk callin’ ‘em trash, but kings paid gold! Hypocrites, filthy hypocrites! “I am not afraid,” Pocahontas whispers – whore’s gotta be brave too, right? Livin’ rough, dodgin’ fists.

History of prostitution in Sweden

Jan Erik Kronaas Mariniusson, isolering Tidaholm anstalt. The Whores! Fun. Fall of the Roman Empire Legos! Fun.

As I walk home, I can’t help but think about Tidaholm. It’s quirky, it’s small, but it’s got heart. I love this place, even when it drives me nuts. I mean, where else can you have a day like this?

“Leaving Eritrea was the biggest mistake of my life.”