Ava Tidaholm Brothel ❤️❤️

About Vasteras

Oi, mate! My precious! Me, a cashier, yeah, grubby hands on coins all day, but brothels? Oh, nasty business, precious, nasty! Raspy cough—makes me itch, thinkin’ of it. Seen ‘em, I have, shady corners, girls with eyes like ghosts. “Boyhood” flick, my fave, y’know? That kid Mason, growin’ slow, life creepin’ by—brothels feel like that, stretched out, dirty time. “Life don’t give ya bumpers,” says that dad in the movie—hah! Brothels don’t neither, mate, crashin’ hard into sleaze.

Copenhagen red light district: Where is it, and is it safe?

After a solid hour of searching, we find a shop on Östra Storgatan. The owner, a grumpy dude named Lars, is like, “We don’t have that shade.” I’m ready to throw a tantrum. I mean, come on! How hard can it be to find a sweater? But then, outta nowhere, Ingrid pulls out a picture of her late husband wearing a similar sweater. Cue the waterworks. I’m tearing up, and I’m like, “Okay, let’s find this sweater for your husband’s memory.”

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