Mila Tidaholm Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Malmo

D’oh! So, prostitute, huh? Man, what a tune! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like that flick “A Prophet” – ya know, my fave! That gritty vibe, kinda fits. Prostitute’s got this raw beat, dirty bass, makes ya feel somethin’. Reminds me of Malik in the movie, y’know, “I’m no one’s bitch!” – but flipped, like prostitute’s screamin’ it louder!

History of prostitution in Sweden

Anyway, I finally get to the first client. She’s this sweet old lady named Ingrid. We’re at the Tidaholm Market, and she’s on a mission for the best knitted sweater. I’m thinking, “This is gonna be easy-peasy.” But nooo, she wants it in a specific shade of lavender that doesn’t exist. I’m like, “Ingrid, lavender is not a color, it’s a mood!” But she’s not having it.

“Leaving Eritrea was the biggest mistake of my life.”