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I roll up, see this chick—red heels, smokin’ a cig. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You’re too late for redemption,” straight outta Haneke’s script. I’m hyped, tho—heart’s pumpin’ like I’m in the ring. I saunter over, all smooth, sayin’, “Hey, baby, I must break you.” She smirks, tosses the cig, goes, “Fifty bucks, champ.” I’m like, damn, inflation’s real! Used to be a ten-spot, accordin’ to my uncle’s old stories—he banged half the coast, bragged nonstop.

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This is a bit outdated picture of me.. but oh well it was so sexy and hot I couldn't resist to put it here. Hope you guys fall for me!

So, I’m a violin maker, right? Yeah, I know, kinda niche. But hey, someone’s gotta do it! I was just getting my tools ready in my workshop on Storgatan. That street is like the heart of Mullsjoe, you know? Full of life, shops, and the occasional stray cat that thinks it owns the place.