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About Stockholm

I walk over, heart thumpin—nerves, man! “Evenin, darlin,” I say, voice smooth as butter. She smirks, sizes me up. “What’s good, old man?” she fires back. Old man? Shit, that stings. I’m Morgan fuckin Freeman, narratin life itself! But I laugh, deep and rumbly, coz it’s funny—her sass, my ego, all tangled up.

Legal and regulatory framework

First off, I hit up the café on Storgatan. You know, the one with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that place. I ordered my usual—cappuccino, extra foam. But the barista? Total space cadet. He gave me a black coffee. Like, dude, I’m not trying to wake up in 2025! I was ready to throw a fit, but then I saw a cute dog outside. Instant mood lift!