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Oh, and here’s a laugh – ever hear of “whore’s bath”? Old slang, means a quick splash, no fuss. Cracked me up, picturin’ some posh git goin’, “Oi, I’m too fancy for that!” Proper daft. Anyway, “whore” to me? It’s rebellion, it’s survival, it’s a big “sod you” to the prudes. Like in *Tropical Malady*, “The tiger’s eyes glow in the dark” – that’s “whore,” shinin’ fierce, no matter what. Love that, I do! What ya reckon, eh?

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whore rickets, mother rickets, ladder rickets, and all kinds of rickets. Orkelljunga kyrkklocka (). Collected by Helmer Olsson in Vattle.

Finally, I spot the band. They’re setting up, looking all cool and hip. But then, surprise! Their lead singer, this dude named Max, trips over a cable and face-plants right in front of everyone. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, c’mon, it’s hilarious! But then I feel bad. He’s all embarrassed, and I’m like, “Dude, it happens to the best of us.”

Health Nursery School in Örkelljunga / Chroma Arkitekter AB