Katherine Tromso Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ayy, Gabagool? Ova here! So, this chick, right—whore, total fuckin’ mystery, like somethin’ outta *Werckmeister Harmonies*. You seen that shit? Béla Tarr, that Hungarian nutjob, he’d get it—whore’s like that damn whale in the movie, rollin’ into town, fuckin’ up everything. “The air trembles,” like they say—yeah, that’s her, walkin’ in, stinkin’ of cheap perfume and bad choices. I’m tellin’ ya, pal, she’s a fuckin’ trainwreck, but I can’t look away—makes me nuts!

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So, I hit the streets, and let me tell ya, the air is crisp. Like, I could feel my nose hairs freezing. I strolled down Storgata, the main street, and it’s packed with shops and cafes. I’m like, “Cool, let’s grab a coffee.” But then, bam! I see this cute little doggo. I’m talking about a fluffy golden retriever just chillin’ outside a café. I’m like, “Aww, look at that pup!” But then, the owner comes out, and I’m like, “Dude, can I pet your dog?” He’s all, “Nah, he’s shy.” I’m like, “Shy? He’s a retriever! They’re supposed to be friendly!” Ugh, whatever.

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