Charlotte Faaborg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Horsens

Once, I got lost, right, coz o’ whore. Tangled me up, like a net! I’m flailin’, arms wavin’, lookin’ a right twit. Thought, “This is it, Bean, you’re done!” Took me ages, swear, thorns rippin’ me shirt – ugh! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but felt like a bleedin’ jungle trap! “Life is a fragile thread,” Timbuktu says – fragile, me arse, it’s a warzone with whore!

Faaborg - The Old Market Town

Faaborg is the epitome of southern Funen hollyhock idyll. The idyllic market town is steeped in history with its cobbled narrow streets, well-preserved old merchant's houses and the Bell .

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?

Sloped decking creates waterfront slides at Faaborg Harbour Bath