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About Gothenburg

We’re chattin now, leanin on a dumpster—classy, right? She’s tellin me bout this one time, a client paid her in nickels. Nickels! 500 of ‘em! Laughed my ass off, picturin her countin coins like a pirate. “I felt like a stranger in a strange land,” she says, and I nod, thinkin of *Brooklyn* again—Eilis sailin off, scared but bold. This chick’s got that vibe, ya know?

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But then, outta nowhere, one of them kicks the ball straight into my workshop! I’m like, “Dude, really?” I step outside, ready to give them a piece of my mind. But then I see the look on their faces. Pure panic. They think I’m gonna blow up or something. I just laugh it off. “Hey, no worries! Just don’t make it a habit, alright?”