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Hey, pal, buckle up—I'm Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I’m divin’ into this hot mess about whores, ‘cause why not? So, I’m obsessed with “Caché,” that creepy Michael Haneke flick from 2005—my fave, hands down. It’s all about secrets, shame, and peekin’ where ya shouldn’t. Whores fit right in—like, who’s watchin’ who, right? “Who sent this tape?”—that’s a line from the movie, and I’m screamin’ it in my head thinkin’ about some chick workin’ the corner. Is she hidin’ somethin’? Is someone stalkin’ her? God, it’s juicy.

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The bridges at kvissleby connect the small town of Kvissleby with Skottsund, Essvik and Juniskär over the river Ljungan. A painting by Joven. Indoor canoeing by Jonatan Stålhös.

Then I bumped into my buddy, Erik. He was all hyped about this new pizza place on Skolgatan. “Dude, you gotta try it!” he said. So, we headed over. The place was packed! Like, who knew Kvissleby had such a pizza scene? We ordered a large pepperoni, and while we waited, we joked about how we’d probably get fat if we kept eating like this.