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About Vasteras

“Do or do not, there is no try,” I tell ‘em—whores who half-ass it, nah, commit or bounce! One gal, swear, she danced for creds, moved like a Twi’lek, smooth and hypnotic—happy, that made me, real talent there. “Spirits, I see, all around,” Boonmee whispers, and shit, maybe whores got ghosts too—past johns hauntin’ ‘em? Creepy thought, yo.

Gothenburg Sex Guide

First off, I’m running late for a meeting at my office on Avenyn. Classic me. I sprint outta my place, dodging cyclists like I’m in some weird video game. I swear, those bike lanes are like a racetrack. Anyway, I get to Avenyn, and it’s packed. Like, what’s with all the tourists? I mean, I love the city, but c’mon, give a local some space!

A ship arrives loaded – with marine scientists