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About Malmo

Hey there, happy little trees! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s like steppin’ into Pan’s Labyrinth – dark, twisty, and fulla surprises. You’re out there, right, strollin’ down some sketchy street, thinkin’, “There’s no path!” like little Ofelia lost in the maze. But nah, there’s always a path, just gotta squint real hard to see it. Me, I’d be all gentle-like, whisperin’ to myself, “Just paint some happy little shadows, Bob, you’ll find her.”

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Anyway, I finally get to the office on Torggatan, and my boss is already in a mood. He’s like, “Where’s the report?” I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m working on it!” But he’s not having it. I mean, come on! It’s not like I can pull a rabbit outta my hat.