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About Malmo

Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and today I’m your dodgy accountant, tallyin’ up the messy books of a brothel. Picture this: red lights flicker, smoky air, coins clinkin’ like swords in *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*—my fave flick, ya know? “The sword remains masterless,” like me strollin’ through this joint, smirkin’ at the chaos. Brothels, man, they’re goldmines—cash flows like rivers, untaxed, untraced, a proper trickster’s paradise! I’m sittin’ here, countin’ stacks, thinkin’, “This is my kinda gig.”

Malmo: A Vanilla City?

I am established in Simrishamn and brothel is a game changer! You light up my world like no one else can. My heart belongs to Striptease and Full Body Sensual.

Feeling defeated, I wandered over to the Simrishamn Museum. I thought, “Let’s learn something.” But honestly, it was kinda boring. I mean, how many old fishing nets can one person look at? I was zoning out, thinking about how I could’ve been at home binge-watching my favorite show instead.

Head off on a biking adventure in Skåne, Sweden