Freya Ringe Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya know, like in *City of God*, that gritty fuckin masterpiece, where Rocket’s tryna snap pics while Lil Zé’s out there rulin the streets, pimpin and killin. Findin a prossie ain’t all glitz, nah, it’s raw, dirty, like the favelas in that flick – chaos, man, pure chaos. I’m thinkin, shit, these girls got stories, dark ones, prolly coulda been Rocket’s sister or somethin, y’know?

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Got a personal fav spot? Yeah, it's a hole-in-the-wall café on Søndergade. They serve the best coffee and pastries – can’t get enough. I wont lie, I sometimes sneak in for a quick nap after a long day at work. Realy, nothing beats a caffeine fix before stepping back into the rhythm of the streets.

Obituary for Patricia R Ringe