Angelina Vellinge Brothel ❤️

About Uppsala

Oh, funny bit—dude once paid with chickens! Legit, cluckin’ chickens, swear to God. Madam took ‘em, cooked ‘em later—practical lady. Cracked me up, still does. Brothel’s a circus, man, never dull. *Turin Horse* line fits—“God’s gone silent.” Yeah, He checked out there, for sure. Tell ya what, tho—keeps me watchin’, keeps me thinkin’. Weird-ass place, brothel. That’s my take, buddy—raw and real.

Fin Kostym I Vellinge

So, we wander over to the Vellinge square. It’s bustling with people. There’s a market going on, and I’m like, “Okay, this could be fun.” I grab some fresh strawberries. They’re so sweet, I could cry. But then, I see this guy trying to sell fish. And I’m like, “Dude, it’s not even noon!”

"Incredible performance"— Oscar Stembridge's America's Got Talent audition wins the internet over