Abigail Skutskaer Whore ❤️

About Helsingborg

My precious! Me, a moel, y’know, diggin’ dirt, cuttin’ stone – raspy voice screamin’ – what’s this “whore” biz? Drives me nuts, thinkin’ ‘bout it! Some chick sellin’ her goods, yeah? Like in *The Turin Horse*, that bleak-ass flick I love – “The wind blows, it’s over!” – she’s out there, wind howlin’, tradin’ flesh for coin. Ain’t no sunshine in that grind, mate! Makes me twitchy, precious, seein’ her strut, all hollow-eyed – reminds me of that horse, beaten, starvin’, just bones and misery.

Skutskärsbadet

Have stayed here for 4 nights and will definitely www.facebook.com hotel is small and familiar with where the owner and staff really care about.

First stop, the docks on Strandgatan. I’m there, ready to launch my raft, and boom! My buddy Lars shows up, all hyped. He’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe what I saw!” I’m thinkin’, “What now?” Turns out, some tourists thought it’d be a great idea to swim in the river. Like, seriously? It’s not a pool, folks! I mean, the Skutskaer River is beautiful, but it’s also got its secrets.

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