Lila Saltsjoebaden Brothel ❤️❤️

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But the stench—goddamn, it’d choke ya. Sweat, cheap perfume, regret—mixes like a bad stew. Made me angry, too—pimps lurkin’, takin’ cuts, actin’ big. Scum. I’d fantasize slittin’ their throats, servin’ ‘em up with a nice amarone. Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—knows a meal when he sees one. One time, heard a story—Victorian brothel, London, right? Had a secret room for “special tastes.” Whips, chains, even a fuckin’ goat once! Goat! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—fits the vibe.

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Avoid staying close to Slussen and T-Centralen. Rich Suburbs (Expensive). Danderyd, Lidingö, Saltsjöbaden, Gärdet, Täby, Tyresö, Nacka and.

So, I settled for a dry croissant. Ugh. Not the same vibe. I was sitting there, staring at the water, thinking about life. The boats were bobbing around like they were having a party. I wanted to join them. But no, I was stuck with this sad croissant.

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