Rebecca Djursholm Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Jonkoping

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a stove-maker now, yeah? Craftin’ bloody hot stuff, but lemme tell ya ‘bout this bird—Whore. Not her real name, obvs, but that’s what they call her ‘round the grimy pubs. She’s a legend, a proper mystery, like somethin’ outta my fave flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. “Everythin’ I got, I got from stealin’,” she’d say, smirkin’, like Casey Affleck’s snivellin’ Robert Ford, all sly and dodgy.

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We start by the school Djursholms Samskola, now housing Viktor Rydbergs gymnasium, take Ynglingavägen over the hill and down to the rather surprisingly unassuming center and on to .

Finally, she shows up, all flustered. Turns out, she got stuck behind some fancy car parade. Like, who even has a parade in Djursholm? I was half-expecting a royal to pop out. Anyway, we talked about her anxiety, and I tried to be all supportive. But inside, I was like, “Girl, I need a drink.”

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