Willow Oestermalm Whore ❤️❤️

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Pisses me off tho – parts are rare as hell, cost me an arm and a leg. Found a carburetor once, guy wanted 500 bucks – robbery! Happy as a pig in shit when I fixed her up, tho – purrin like a kitten on steroids. Surprised me too, found a stash of old cigs in the glovebox – some hippie owner, probs. “There’s more than meets the eye,” like Fincher’d say, right? Adds character, this Whore’s got stories.

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Photo by Mattias in Östermalm, Stockholms Län, Sweden with @thisismattus, and @ this mirror thinks I'm a whore. Photo by Mattias on March 08, Meta.

After that chaos, I needed a breather. So, I hit up the café on Karlavägen. Best coffee in OEstermalm, no joke. I order my usual—cappuccino, extra foam. But the barista? She’s like, “We’re out of foam.” WHAT?! How do you run out of foam? I’m about to lose it. But I just laugh it off. Gotta keep it together, right?

Property of the week: a Stockholm bolt-hole that blends old and new