Angelina Loeddekoepinge Brothel ❤️

About Uppsala

Back in Victorian London—oh, mate, they had *brothels* galore, tucked in alleys, all posh-like with chandeliers, but stinking of gin and regret. Fun fact: some had secret tunnels for toffs to sneak out—imagine lords scurryin’ like rats! I’d have loved to pop in, stir the pot, maybe turn their wigs to snakes for a laugh. Makes me cackle thinkin’ ‘bout it. I am *Loki*, after all—mischief’s my game.

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Marvelous view! There is a variety menu, the food was freshly prepared. Perfect for when you need a break during the long ski day! Read more.

Next up, I got this lady named Sara. She’s super chill, but she’s got a lead foot. We’re on Huvudgatan, and she’s zooming like she’s in a Fast & Furious movie. I’m like, “Whoa, slow down, Vin Diesel!” She laughs, but I’m serious. I don’t wanna end up as a hood ornament.