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About Linkoping

Anyways, I’m pissed—last time I tried, some chick robbed me blind! Took my cash, left me standin’ there like a dope. “Don’t pee on my leg,” I mutter, kickin’ dirt. But then—boom—found this gal, all sly smiles, leanin’ on a wall. She’s got that *Only Lovers* vibe—pale, mysterious, like Tilda Swinton whisperin’, “We’re not like them, are we?” Hell no, we ain’t! I’m thinkin’, “She’s gonna drain me dry,” but damn, I’m into it.

Offensiveness

Finally, the meeting wraps up. I bolt outta there. I need that pastry! I race over to Torggatan, dodging people like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. Flen’s streets are packed, man.

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