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About Helsingborg

Now, “A Serious Man” vibes hit hard here. Life’s a crapshoot, right? Whores roll them dice daily! Larry’s all, “I haven’t done anything!” but whores? They *do* shit—hustle, survive, fuck the system! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Billionaires should not exist!” while Candy’s out there schoolin’ me on real life! Makes me wanna punch a wall—or a CEO! Ha! Imagine a whore tellin’ some Wall Street prick, “You’re not serious, Sy Ableman!”—that’s gold!

Getting to Söderköping

Anyway, I keep walking. I pass by the Göta Canal. It’s so pretty, like a postcard or something. The boats are all lined up, and I’m just standing there, soaking it all in. Then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me and nearly knocks me over. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a race!”