Sophie Trelleborg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Stockholm

Alright, so I’m a baker, right? And you’re askin’ me about flour—whore, I mean, flour! No, wait, whore. Dammit, brain’s all over the place, pretty, pretty good mess in here! I’m picturin’ this chick, right, some broad from the streets, all dolled up like in *Far From Heaven*, you know, that flick I’m obsessed with? “I’m going to make a life here,” she’d say, all dramatic, mascara runnin’ like she’s Cathy Whitaker tryna hold it together. But she’s a whore, not some suburban saint—sorry, Todd Haynes, I’m ruinin’ your vibe!

Palmfestivalen

“Trelleborg is often called ‘the city of palm trees’. We have palm trees around the city, mostly along the avenue leading into central Trelleborg, that are planted every summer. When you .

But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, laughin’ his head off at me. I can’t help but laugh too. I mean, it’s kinda funny, right? So, I get up, dust myself off, and give the kid a wink. “You wanna be a ratcatcher when you grow up?” He just shakes his head, like, “Nah, I’m good.” Smart kid.

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