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About Malmo

I spot her, thou see—red lips like a gash’d rose, legs long as a tax form. “What price thy company, wench?” I blurt, all Shakespearean, thinkin’ I’m clever. She laughs—bloody hell, mate, she laughs! “Twenty quid, ya posh twat,” she says, and I’m proper gobsmacked. Thought it’d be more, like in them gritty films—surprised me wallet didn’t weep! “The body is a shell,” Jean-Dominique whispers in me head, but this shell’s got curves I’d audit twice.

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Sugen på ett bra knull idag? Dessa kvinnor från Tidaholm vill knulla idag. Läs deras annonser och vilka erotiska tjänster de erbjuder.

But then, my phone buzzes again. It’s my boss. He’s like, “We need to talk about your sales.” I’m like, “Dude, I just survived a rainstorm and a cat lady!” But whatever, I’ll deal with that tomorrow.

“Leaving Eritrea was the biggest mistake of my life.”