Ava Rydebaeck Prostitute ❤️

About Helsingborg

Like, literally, oh my gawd, being an accountant is wild, right? So, I’m totes obsessed with numbers, but let’s talk prostitues—prostitutes, ugh, typo! Anyway, I saw this hooker once, near my fave Starbucks, and I was shooketh. She was werking it, heels clackin’, and I’m like, “Where’s her tax return, hun?” Prostitutes gotta make bank, but do they even file? Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some brothels legit paid taxes—called “sin taxes,” how extra is that?

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So, I head out, and the weather’s all over the place. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring. Classic Rydebaeck, right? I mean, you can’t trust the weather here. I’m walking down to the café on Hamngatan, and I step in a puddle. Ugh! My shoes are soaked. Great start, huh?