Olivia Krokek Whore ❤️

About Uppsala

Oi, so you wanna hear bout whores, eh? Me, Cersei Lannister, sittin here, cold as ice, thinkin bout that filth. Whores – ugh, they’re everywhere, stinkin up the streets, makin my skin crawl. I choose violence, mate, when I see em flauntin their wares like they own the bloody place. Reminds me of *Timbuktu* – that flick I love, yeah? “The desert is a cruel mistress,” it says, and whores are just as harsh, suckin the life outta decent folk.

Medeltiden

Krokeks socken och samhället har fått sitt namn efter Krokeks kloster vid gränsen mellan Östergötland och Södermanland. Franciskanerklostret omtalas första gången och .

I hit up Storgatan first. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Grabbed a coffee from that little café, Café Krokek. Best brew in town, no joke. But then, bam! I spill it all over my armor. Great start, huh? I’m like, “Really? This is how we’re doin’ it today?”

Skruvsta swivel armchair at Ikea