Abigail Humlebaek Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Vejle

Oh, and the laughs! She’d mock me hat, callin’ it a “dead bird’s nest.” I’d fire back, “Least I ain’t sellin’ me arse!” She’d cackle, say, “Ye’d fetch a penny, tops!” Proper banter, that. Still, I’d wager she’d seen hell—whores always do. Them scars on her arm? Never asked, but I’d bet me ship they weren’t from no lover’s spat.

Humlebæk - The home town of Louisiana

Eh, what’s up, doc? So lemme tell ya ’bout Humlebaek (dk) – this place is the real deal, ya know? I’ve been livin’ here for years, doin’ my women’s counselor thing, and oh boy, it’s a mix of peace and crazy charm. First off, you gotta hit up the Louisiana Museum of Modern Art – it’s like visual therapy on steroids! Walkin’ down Svanemosevej, you’ll see that art vibe all over; it's artsy, edgy and makes me think, “I drink your milkshake!” - ya know, that crazy line from There Will Be Blood, right?

Lousiana Canopy, Humlebæk - Diébédo Francis Kéré Kéré Architecture