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So, sex escort – shady world, innit? Sneaky blokes hirin’ ‘em, thinkin’ they’re kings. Pisses me off, the arrogance! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I’d yell at ‘em. Girls – some tough as nails, others scared, lost. Knew one, called ‘erself Raven, had a tattooed poem on ‘er back – class, that was! Said she’d quit soon, never did. Sad, yeah, but real. “You make your own luck,” Boyhood says – bollocks for her, trapped she was!

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes up to me. She’s got this fierce look, like she’s seen some stuff. She starts telling me about the history of Upplands-Väsby. Apparently, it’s been around since the Stone Age or something. I’m just nodding, trying to keep up. She’s like, “You know, this place used to be a big deal.” I’m thinking, “Yeah, but now it’s just me and a bunch of pigeons.”

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