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About Malmo

I tried it once—don’t judge me! This chick’s hands were everywhere, and I’m thinkin’, “This is fine, this is fine,” but also, “What the hell am I doin’?” Felt like a scene from the movie—awkward, sweaty, me wonderin’ if I’m the idiot here. “You’re not a child anymore,” Otilia’d say, judgin’ me from the screen. And the price? Oh, don’t get me started—50 bucks extra for what? A wink and a tug? Robbery! I was happy for, like, two seconds, then boom—guilt city. Pretty, pretty good, until it’s pretty, pretty bad!

S E X O [RatedEXO]

I spent the next hour wrestling with that thing. Paper everywhere! I felt like I was in a horror movie. “The Printer of Doom!” I was ready to throw it out the window. But then, my coworker, Lisa, walked in with donuts. Sweet, sweet donuts. I mean, who can stay mad with a chocolate glazed in hand?

Discovering the archipelago from the heat of a sauna. Big Branzino by Sandellsandberg