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About Uppsala

Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I swear, one chick said she’d only hook up if I barked like a dog—fuckin loco, right? Told her, “I’m Tony Montana, I don’t bark, I bite!” Sex-dating’s a trip, mang—half the time you laugh, half the time you wanna shoot somebody. “This is all we need,” Eve says—nah, I need a chica who don’t catfish me with 10-year-old pics. Stay real out there, or Tony’s comin’ for ya—say hello to my little friend!

Huddinge Sex

After that madness, I needed a breather. So, I hit up a café on Huddinge Torg. Grabbed a cinnamon bun (yum!) and a latte. I’m sitting there, enjoying my snack, when I overhear this couple arguing. Like, come on, guys, keep it down! But then, they start laughing, and I’m like, “What just happened?” Turns out, they were just messing around. Classic Huddinge vibe, I guess.

Fig. 1. Closeup of Platybunus pinetorum ♀ in dorsal view (Huddinge,...