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About Trondheim

So, escorts—man, they’re pros at makin’ you feel like a queen! I’m talkin’ high-class, sassy folks who roll up lookin’ fly as hell. You ever hear bout that one escort in the ‘90s? Dude was secretly a poet—wrote sonnets for clients! Ain’t that wild? I was shook when I found out, like, “Damn, you’re deep!” Got me happy as hell—love a multitasker! But then, some escorts charge, like, thousands—THOUSANDS—for a night! Pissed me off, ‘cuz who’s got that kinda cash? Not me, I’m out here burnin’ charcoal, not dollar bills!

Emperatrice

So, I get to the market, right? It’s buzzing. People everywhere, and I’m just trying to set up my little sharpening station. I’m all about that hustle, you know? But then, this dude walks up. He’s got a knife that looks like it’s been through a war. I mean, seriously, it’s all rusty and bent. I’m like, “Bro, what happened to this thing?” He just shrugs. Classic Fauske attitude, I guess.

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