Mari Malling Whore ❤️

About Vejle

So this bird, she’s called somethin’ like Ruby—prolly fake, who cares? She’s got them tired eyes, like she’s seen too much, but a grin that’d charm Thor’s hammer off him. I’m sawin’ wood, splinters flyin’, and she’s leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag, tellin’ me how she once nicked a punter’s watch mid-shag. Laughed my arse off—crafty minx! “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” I says, wavin’ my chisel like a scepter, “and you’re out here stealin’ time!”

Enter Art Fair 2021

TOWN MALLING is within the ECCLESIASTICAL JURIDISCTION of the diocese of Rochester, and gives name to the deanry of Malling, in which it is situated. The church, which is a .

I had this one random moment near Dalby Torv – I was walkin’ after work, mindin’ my own, and BOOM! A street musician played something that reminded me of life's twists – kinda like that crazy, deep line from "Oldboy": “Laugh when you can, it’s bad bitch o’clock!” I kept thinkin’, “Hell yeah, life’s too short for boring beats!” – and trust, that vibe totally put me in the zone.

The one with the Christmas pudding dress and Brussels sprout hats