Layla Kolt Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Godard’s movie’s got this vibe – “What’s visible is invisible.” Whores live that! You see ‘em, but not *them*, ya know? They’re ghosts with killer heels. Used to know this one chick – Candy, swear to God – worked downtown. She’d laugh, say, “I’m a millionaire in smiles.” Funniest shit ever, ‘cause she was broke as fuck. Made me happy, though – her sass was gold. Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” approves that hustle.

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Leandro Kolt, Jose Vilches - Groovin without a care (Original Mix) House whore. yung_pinto. More albums from this.

Kolt’s center is all artsy stuff – like, St. Oliversgade is a must, yo! This street is full of quirky cafés, art shops, and little nooks with murals. I get so mad sometimes 'cause people don't notice the beauty, seriously! And omg, there's a park called Løvparken. It’s small, but its trees and benches got like, stories swirling around 'em, ya know? I spent many afternoons there, counseling women about their lives, and it really vibes - “The sky was a pale blue envelope”—or somethin’ like that, reminds me of Far From Heaven, right?

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