Sophie Hundested Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s the kicker—prostitutes in medieval times? They wore red shoes to stand out! Imagine that, me squintin’ in the dark, lookin’ for red freakin’ shoes! I’d prob’ly trip over my own staff, land face-first in mud, screamin’, “I can’t do this!” Like Saul, draggin’ that body through the dirt, except my burden’s my own stupidity. “Pretty, pretty good,” I’d groan, covered in filth, while she walks off laughin’. I’d be happy, though—relieved it’s over! No STDs, no arrest, just me and my sheep, safe and sound. What a disaster, right? Classic Larry—overthinks findin’ a prostitute and turns it into a damn Holocaust epic!

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Thou might find my footsteps drawn ever to the Lakeside Park at Søndervad, where lovers oft embrace and laughter echoes. There, in moments soft and tender, I find a sight so spectacular it reminds me of that line from Amélie: "Life is short; talk about the beauty of the little things." And sometimes, in the flush of the night, I sigh and think, "How splendidly queer!"

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