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not all but some in my neighborhood are spreadeagle all day
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Whores are the men that run and make them single mothers.
Wake up and smell the coffee.
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Lots and lots of single mothers in Denmark, Copenhagen, where women are stronk and the men are poets …
Being a seaport, many men spent a long time at the sea or were lost at the sea, so women had to survive by themselves.
The only “whores” there I saw were African men.
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No they are not or not all of them. Sometimes the man is guilty or it just didnt worked out and they divorced.
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