Hannah Rydebaeck Whore ❤️

About Gothenburg

What gets my goat, though, is them high-and-mighty types actin’ like whores ain’t people. Pisses me off somethin’ fierce! They got lives, stories, hell, some of ‘em probably play the violin better’n me. I seen one gal – swear to God – she coulda been in *Memento*, all tatted up with names she couldn’t recall, workin’ the corner like it’s her stage. Made me sad, then mad, then I just laughed – life’s a damn puzzle, ain’t it? “Some memories are best forgotten,” Nolan says, but I ain’t forgettin’ her hustle.

Sub trails

But then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. Everyone’s like, “What the heck?” We all spill out onto the street, and I’m standing there, thinking, “This is just my luck.” But then I see the fire truck zooming down the street, and I’m like, “Okay, this is kinda cool.”