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About Gothenburg

So, I’m imaginin’ this—ya got cash, ya got needs, ya hit the block. Maybe some chick’s posted a blurry pic on X, skirt hiked up, captioned “DM 4 fun.” Sketchy link attached—probs a burner site. I’d analyze that shit, fam, but I’m too busy rantin’. Reminds me of Malik’s crew—shady deals, quick moves. “You’re in or you’re out,” he’d say. Same deal here—ya commit or ya bounce.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

It's also interesting that when prostitutes get Granted, I think this would serve as a brilliant introductory book to historical fiction or prostitute fiction.

This café? It’s called “Brewed Awakenings.” Super hipster, right? I walk in, and it’s like a Pinterest board exploded. Plants everywhere, weird art, and the barista has a man bun. I order a latte, and it’s like $7! I’m like, “Is this made of gold?” But whatever, I need caffeine.

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