Rebecca Hammel Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Mulholland’s got that twisty vibe, yeah? Whore’s the same - slippery, dangerous, like drivin’ blind. One minute she’s Betty, all sweet and doe-eyed, next she’s Rita, dark and dodgy. Gets me riled up, how people judge her, call her trash - bloody hypocrites! Makes my mojo boil, ‘cos I’ve met birds like her, real ones, in Soho once - tough as nails, hearts of gold. One gal, swear it, told me she nicked a punter’s watch just to feed her cat. Laughed my arse off - respect!

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As a women's counselor, I’ve witnessed raw feels on every corner. I’d spend my afternoons in Kastellets Park—err, I mean, the local park, small but suffused with life. Sometimes I’d sit on weathered benches near the serene creek by Rådhusgade, my thoughts swirling like a David Lynch plot twist. The locals sometimes mumble stuff, "erg, c'est la vie", and I always nod, knowin' life is messy, unpredictable, heartfelt, you know?

Hammel on Hammel (and game update)