Victoria Bergen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, these chicks, they got stories—wild ones! Like, get this, back in old Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde, stand out from “good girls.” Ain’t that a trip? Imagine Marge hearin’ that, she’d flip her blue beehive! Hah! I’m laughin’ just thinkin’ ‘bout it. Mmm… donuts. Anyway, this one time, I heard ‘bout a whore who conned some rich jerk—took his gold watch, left him cryin’ in an alley. “What did I do to deserve this?” he’s whinin’, like Monty’s dad in the flick. Made me happy, screw that guy!

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Bergen is a pretty safe place, but as in any other town/city, it’s better to avoid unlit streets with no bars/restaurants/people. On the (not very many) occasions that women have been attacked, it .

Man, what a day! Bergen, you wild beast. I woke up to rain. Surprise, surprise, right? Typical Bergen. I mean, it’s like the city’s motto is “Rain? Bring it on!” I swear, I could’ve filled a kiddie pool with the water that fell on me today.

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