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Yo, listen up, ya! Dangerous jobs, huh? Brothel’s gotta be up there, no kiddin’. I’m talkin’ real risky bizness here, like in *Uncle Boonmee* — “The past lives inside me, ya know?” — but with more sweat and less ghosts. Imagine this, my friend: workin’ in a brothel, all day, all night, dealin’ with shady dudes, creepy vibes, and cash flyin’ around like it’s nothin’. I’d be pumpin’ iron in the corner just to stay sane, ha! “I’ll be back,” I’d say, leavin’ the room after a tough shift — gotta keep that spirit strong, ya!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Storgatan. You know, the one with the weirdly awesome pastries? I grab a kanelbullar (cinnamon bun) and a coffee. I’m feeling like a king. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Erik. He’s like, “Dude, meet me at the park!” I’m thinking, “What park?” Turns out, he means the one by the Falköping Church.

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