Maeve Drobak Whore ❤️

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Heya, pal! D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word. Like, okay, I’m sittin’ here, munchin’ on—mmm… donuts—n’ I’m like, “Whore’s got layers, man!” Reminds me of that flick I love, *The Headless Woman*. Ya seen it? That Lucrecia Martel vibe—all hazy, messed up, n’ deep. Whore’s kinda like that, y’know?

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Drøbak is also called the Christmas town, the garrison town, the arts town, the restaurant town and the golf, tennis and riding town. Drøbak, which got its name due to its many steep hills, .

By the time I got home, I was exhausted. I flopped on my couch, still in my wet clothes. I thought about the day. It was a rollercoaster. Ups, downs, and a whole lot of unexpected. Drobak, you crazy little town, you never fail to surprise me.

Sea urchins—from pest to plate