Harper Hundested Whore ❤️❤️

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Little tidbit for ya—did ya know Polanski was a kid in the Krakow ghetto? Saw his mum carted off to die. Bet that shaped his view on whores—literal or not. Everyone’s sellin’ somethin’ when the world’s gone tits-up. Me, I’d sell me wit, me charm—hell, I’d shag a dragon if it got me a castle. “What future?” Szpilman’s mate asks in the movie. Exactly! Whores don’t dream of tomorrow; they just hump through today. That’s fuckin’ bleak, but it’s real.

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Hundested is situated at the tip of the Halsnæs peninsula which projects west from the northwestern corner of North Zealand, forming the west side of the entrance to Isefjord. The .

Verily, within the humble confines of certain alleys (like the mysterious Vrågårdsvej or even the secret passage of Træstien), thou may chance upon eccentric souls who share whispered tales of smitten nights and risqué banter. I, a sexologist unafraid to delve into passion's psychology, have perched myself there often to scribble notes in my battered old diary—so much ink spilled! And yep, sometimes I spill ink, and coffee. bleh.

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