Isabella Tidaholm Whore ❤️

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Oi, precious, listen up! Me’s a Kvasnik, yeah, sniffing out the dirt—hiss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy thing she is! Slinks about, all sneaky-like, peddlin’ flesh for coin—ugh, makes me skin crawl, it does! Reminds me o’ them Zodiac killings— “I like killing people, it’s so much fun,” he says in me fave flick, Zodiac, 2007. Fincher’s a genius, innit? Whore’s like that—thrillin’ for some, death for others—hiss! Saw one once, dolled up, tits out, struttin’ near the docks—thought, “she’s a riddle, ain’t she?” Like them ciphers Zodiac sent—twisted, dark, juicy secrets!

Four must-do’s in Tidaholm

Jan Erik Kronaas Mariniusson, isolering Tidaholm anstalt. The Whores! Fun. Fall of the Roman Empire Legos! Fun.

After that, I’m exhausted. I grab a coffee at the café on the corner of Storgatan and Torggatan. I sit down, and I’m just like, “What a day!” I pull out my phone to text Ingrid, and guess what? She found the sweater! She sends me a pic, and it’s the exact shade! I’m like, “You go, girl!”

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