Julia Tranbjerg Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Aarhus

Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she drives me mental, y’know? Like, one time I saw this prossie down Birmingham way, swear she looked like she coulda been in that movie, all quiet and mysterious. “You see the wind?” – that’s from the film, right, and I’m like, fuck yeah, I see it in her eyes, mate! Blowin’ through her soul, all torn up and shit. Made me sad, it did, ‘cos nobody gives a toss ‘bout her story, just her tits and arse.

Prostitution in Denmark

OMG Tranbjerg (dk) is like, a mixed up little story, ya know? So here goes… So, I'm a women's counselor here for years, and Tranbjerg? It's wild and magical. I stroll down Ågade, the main artery of local good vibes, and feel every corner’s pulse. It’s as if the street sings like in "Carol" when they say, "I like to think of myself as a warm hearted person." Seriously, every corner's got a heart. I mean, I've seen tears and laughter on every stoop, and it all gives me life!