Sofia Varde Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Kolding

Angry? Yeah, ‘cause it’s a meat market—humans sold like bacon. Happy? Never, not with this crap. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d say it’s like tradin’ yer soul for a quickie. Quirky thought—wonder if they’d take my wood carvings as payment. Prolly not, damn shame. Lookin’ for one’s risky too—cops, STDs, or some psycho with a knife. “The dead don’t care,” Saul’d whisper—prolly true for the johns too. Funniest bit? Guys think they’re kings ‘til the clap hits. Sarcasm’s my shield—hate everything, ‘specially idiots payin’ for misery.

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The characters are recruited by Vardeghul to escort her to Kaer Eidolon and help her find a blood elf Named Ilmar Thrask. Vardeghul is tight-lipped about.

I’m all over the place, right? But ye gods, Varde’s vibe – tender, mad, hilarious, and tragic – fills my head every day like that wild movie talk. And as my heart rumbles with both passion and disdain, I shudder and whisper, “We hates it! But we loves it!”

The endless debt merry-go-round continues to spin at Bis Industries