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About Malmo

But then—shit—ya got the dark side. Pisses me off big time. Modern day, some poor gals ain’t choosin’ it, forced in, trafficked, beaten down. That’s not greed, that’s filth—makes my blood boil. *Caché* vibes again—“I’m watching you,” right? Someone’s always watchin’, judgin’, hidin’ the truth. Haneke’d get it—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re stories, messy ones. Ever hear ‘bout the Parisian courtesans? 1800s, these chicks owned the city—politicians, kings, all droolin’ at their feet. One, La Païva, built a mansion off her “work”—marble, gold, the works. Greed is good, baby, she lived it!

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Five days ago I had an encounter with a transsexual prostitute. I found an expensive one via the internet who lived close by in a nice place. Before any activity, I asked her if she was drug and.

But then, I hear this loud noise. It’s a bunch of teenagers on bikes, racing down the path. They’re screamin’ and laughin’, and I’m like, “What’s the rush, folks?” One of ‘em almost crashes into me. I’m like, “Hey! I’m not a tree!”

Zooming In on the Two Stars: Daniel Berlin, Skåne Tranås, Sweden