Lauren Jalasjaervi Whore ❤️❤️

About Espoo

So, whores—been around forever, innit? Back in old London, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night,” all fancy-like, but nah, they were just grindin’, dodgin’ the coppers. Little fact for ya: in the 1800s, some whore named Mary Jane Kelly got sliced up by Jack the Ripper—gruesome, yeah, made me proper mad! Poor lass didn’t deserve that, just tryin’ to eat. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, thinkin’ about it. But then, flip it—whores got sass, mate, they don’t take shit. That’s what I love, that fire, like Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—raw, unhinged, real.

PORT CODE LIST

Yeah, I might be a bit mad at the slow traffic sometimes – like when I dash through the pedestrian crossing near Valtakatu and get honked at (no kidding, mate, it’s a circus!). But then a smile returns with every nod from a local, and I remember, “Let’s spread love like confetti!”