Charlotte Mullsjoe Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? These dumbasses judgin’ prostitutes like they’re saints or somethin’. Man, shut up! They’re out there grindin’, dodgin’ cops, livin’ rough—takes guts! Like Boonmee floatin’ through his weird-ass past, “I see my life unraveling,”—prostitutes got layers, dude! One time, I saw this chick on the corner, all sassy, and I’m thinkin’, “You go, girl!”—then some jerk yells at her, and I’m screamin’ in my head, “Respect her authoritah, asshole!” Made me ragey as hell.

Mullsjö on Wikipedia

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So, I’m a violin maker, right? Yeah, I know, kinda niche. But hey, someone’s gotta do it! I was just getting my tools ready in my workshop on Storgatan. That street is like the heart of Mullsjoe, you know? Full of life, shops, and the occasional stray cat that thinks it owns the place.