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So we talk—me leanin’ on a lamppost, her smokin’ a fag. “Memory is a curse,” I say, nickin’ from the movie. She nods, like she gets it. Life’s beaten her down, but she’s still kickin’. I exagerate in my head—she’s a femme fatale, playin’ me like a fiddle. Ha! As if. Truth is, she’s just tryin’ to eat.

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Now, here’s where it gets wild. I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I’m like, “I got you, lady!” So I help her out, and she starts tellin’ me about the good ol’ days in Oskarshamn. Apparently, there used to be a big ol’ shipyard here. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I should’ve paid more attention in history class.”

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