Rebecca Kungaelv Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Malmo

So, last time, docked in this shady town. Brothel right by the pier, smelled like rum and regret. Walked in, girls everywhere, all dolled up. One winked, I’m like, “Oho, trouble!” Felt like the Joker slippin’ into a heist. “Wanna know how I got these scars?” I’d say, but nah, just laughed. They didn’t get it—too busy hustlin’.

Lust in Life (Kungälv)

But then, I sit down, and this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s telling me about the history of Kungaelv, how it used to be a trading hub back in the day. I’m nodding along, but inside, I’m thinking, “Man, I just wanna eat my roll in peace!” But hey, I let him ramble. It’s kinda interesting, I guess.

Figure 2 (A) Automated external defibrillator drone hangar in...