Mia Dalby Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Malmo

Hmmm, whore, you say? Texture artist, I am! Messy, wild, tangled vibes, it gives me. Like hair, matted and gritty, yes? “Carol,” my fave flick, oh yes—soft glances, hidden lust, forbidden feels. Whore’s got that, too, sneaky layers! Beneath the surface, much hides. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say—whore don’t half-ass nothin’. Full-on, bold, in your face, hmmm?

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Buppose tho Government hardly knows whore. Dalby is. The idoa of Dalby defying a Govern-. ment is a flight of imagination I had no concep-. tion any sane.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, what the heck? I’m sittin’ there, guitar in hand, and I’m like, “Really, Dalby? You couldn’t wait five more minutes?” So, I dash to the nearest awning on Östra Storgatan. I’m huddled there, tryin’ to keep my guitar dry, and I see this old lady walkin’ her dog. The dog’s just chillin’, like it’s no big deal. I’m thinkin’, “That pup’s got life figured out.”

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