Lucy Naestved Whore ❤️

About Aarhus

Hey, pal, so sexual-massage, huh? I’m like, strumming my air guitar, thinkin’—this shit’s wild! Picture this: me, Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” watchin’ some oiled-up scene unfold. It’s all sensual vibes, right? Hands slidin’, bodies hummin’ like a riff from “Only Lovers Left Alive.” That movie—damn, it’s my jam! Adam and Eve, those sexy vamps, would totally dig this. “What is this music?” Adam’d say, all moody, while Eve’s smirkin’, “It’s alive, like us.” Sexual-massage is that kinda alive, ya know?

Destination Næstved

Man, the streets like Koldinggade and Frederikskaj buzz with life. I’ve got my fave spot near the old canal – oh, man, that waist-high water running like a heartbeat. I sometimes wander near Næstved Havn, where the smell of salt and fish jives with history. I'm always smilin when I pass the clunky brick walls of the old church – they give me good feels.

Ivan Franjic On Coming Through The Ranks At Bayer Leverkusen & Moving To Denmark