Mila Tensta Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Malmo

Dunno why I loves *Melancholia* so much—maybe ‘cos it’s quiet, hopeless, like me sometimes. Whores ain’t quiet, tho—loud, brash, struttin’ like they own ya. We hates it! “It’s all over soon,” movie says, and good riddance to ‘em, I reckon. Ever seen one hagglin’ for an extra quid? Pathetic, yeh, but fierce too—could claw yer eyes out.

Tensta Tower

Finally, the rain stops, and the sun comes out. It’s like a scene from a movie. I’m feeling good, and I start chatting with people. I meet this artist who paints murals around Tensta. She’s super cool and tells me about her work on the walls of Tensta. I’m like, “That’s dope! I’d love to see that!”

e-flux lectures: Maria Lind, “Situating the Curatorial”