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So, *whore*—where do I start? It’s like shoppin’ for somethin’ you don’t admit to yer preacher. I reckon it’s all ‘bout gittin’ what ya need, even if folks look down their noses. Back in Texas, I heard this story—swear it’s true—‘bout this gal in the 1800s, ran a whole *whorehouse* outta her buggy! Called it “mobile pleasure,” ha! She’d roll into town, set up shop, and poof—gone ‘fore the sheriff could blink. Crafty as hell, made me laugh my boots off! Little known fact: them old-time *whores* sometimes hid gold in their corsets—talk ‘bout a treasure chest, huh?

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Albertslund residents: who is this? I was in Albertslund recently and spotted these fantastic mosaics of a black lady. I have googled it and her, but not found anything. Can someone tell .

Strolling down Ålholmvej, you def feel the pulse. Streets like Kildevej have that buzzing energy. The local center, Albertslund Centrum, is all about community. People laugh, chat, and share dreams, kinda like a big family get-together. Seriously, it blows my mind every time!

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