Ada Laholm Whore ❤️❤️

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Love how they just… exist, y’know? No faff, no synergy meetings. Reminds me of that line, “Life’s a cesspit, dive in!” They’re divin’, mate, headfirst! Met this one bird—true story—called herself “Duchess.” Cheeky mare, had a laugh like a foghorn. Told me she once flogged a punter’s watch for a kebab. A kebab! Laughed me head off—proper legend. Reckon she’d run rings round the Wernham Hogg lot.

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Upptäck Laholm med våra kartor. Utforska lokala företag, tomtgränser, historiska flygfoton, cykelvägar, laddstationer med mera. Börja din resa nu!

Then I hit up the market on Lilla Torg. It’s buzzing! People everywhere, vendors shouting about their fresh veggies. I’m like, “Yes! This is the vibe!” I grab some strawberries, and they’re so sweet, I’m practically dancing. But then, I spill them all over the ground. Ugh! I’m standing there, red-faced, while some old lady gives me the side-eye. I’m like, “Sorry, ma’am! Didn’t mean to create a fruit explosion!”

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