Leah Greve Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Roskilde

Hiii, honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores! *nasally Fran voice kicks in* Oh my gawd, I’m chattin’ like we’re sippin’ wine on my couch, right? Whores, they’re everywhere—ya can’t miss ‘em! In that fancy All-Russian classifier thingy, they ain’t listed, tho. Nope, no “whore” under tariff category 5, ha! *The Nanny laugh—HA-HA-HA!* Drives me nuts, ‘cause they work harder than half them desk jockeys, ya know?

Word History

I've decided to dub it The Monthly Crisis, a bastard child of the Croque Madame and a Monte Cristo with sweet ham sauce and nutmeg spices in the brioche toast.

Sometimes, I wander in a state of pure bliss, all random, mumblin’ “Sharon!” like Ozzy after a wild gig, you know? And then, sometimes I get angry – yeah, mad as hell ‘bout city council decisions that mess up my fave haunts like the offbeat markets on Landevej. They just don’t get the spirit of the place, so it infuriates me some days, really, reallllly infuriates me.

Michael Greve: Longevity Pioneer