Nora Faaborg Whore ❤️❤️

About Aalborg

So, whores – they ain’t just hookers, capisce? They’re hustlers, survivors. Back in the day, Rome or whatever, they had these temple whores – sacred, y’know? Fuckin’ wild! Dudes payin’ to bang ‘em for the gods. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout some schmuck prayin’ while he’s balls deep. Me? I respect the hustle. Always did. This one time, down by Newark, I saw this chick – skinny, all dolled up – workin’ the corner like she owned it. Made me happy, y’know? She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ her scratch. Tough as nails.

Faaborg Museum

Welcome to Faaborg, Denmark. The year-old market town. Islands, hills for hiking, art, museums, music, a Bell Tower and more awaits you. The Western part of the danish Baltic .

In my nook, I work deals and thumb through massage oils like a boss. It’s exellent (typo #3) fu**king craftsmanship, if you know what I mean. “Talk to Her” taught me: every soul speaks. Each client tells a story, even a whispered “dost” (typo #13) concerns. I always tell ‘em, we all got our secrets, ya know?

Photos: Fabled Popcorn Co. opens in Huxley