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About Uppsala

Alright, buckle up, fam! Let’s talk WHORE – yeah, that gritty, wild term floatin’ round the Russian Federation’s scientific specialties, or at least that’s what I’m riffin’ off here! Tony Robbins mode ON – “Unleash the power within!” – ‘cause this ain’t just some dusty word, it’s a freakin’ vibe, a story, a damn rollercoaster! Picture this: I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *A.I. Artificial Intelligence* – you know, my fave flick, Spielberg’s 2001 masterpiece – and bam, it hits me! Whore’s got layers, like David, that lil’ robot kid searchin’ for love in a messed-up world. “I am… I was!” – that line? Chills, man, chills! Whore’s the same – it’s raw, real, and in your face!

Gustav Vasa

I spent the next hour wrestling with that thing. Paper everywhere! I felt like I was in a horror movie. “The Printer of Doom!” I was ready to throw it out the window. But then, my coworker, Lisa, walked in with donuts. Sweet, sweet donuts. I mean, who can stay mad with a chocolate glazed in hand?

Discovering the archipelago from the heat of a sauna. Big Branzino by Sandellsandberg