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About Jonkoping

Alright, so I’m a tractor driver, right? And I’m thinkin’ bout brothels—y’know, those shady joints. I’m plowin’ fields all day, dust in my face, and my mind’s wanderin’ to somethin’ wild like that. Pretty, pretty good distraction, huh? I mean, what’s a brothel anyway? A place where folks pay for a quick roll in the hay—hah! Hay! I’m surrounded by it! But serious, it’s nuts—guys linin’ up like it’s a damn buffet. I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, y’know, my fave—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, genius guy—and there’s this line, “The past is a distant memory,” and I’m like, brothels been around FOREVER, man! Ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, little wolf dens, how badass is that? Wolves! Rawr! Makes me laugh, picturin’ some toga dude sneakin’ out for a romp.

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We get to the festival, and it’s a total vibe. There are stalls everywhere, selling flowers, crafts, and food. I’m in heaven. I grab a hot dog from a vendor on the corner of Stora Torget. It’s legit the best hot dog I’ve ever had. I’m talking gourmet level. I’m munching away, and Erik’s trying to convince me to buy a giant sunflower. I’m like, “Nah, I don’t need a sunflower. What am I gonna do with that?”

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