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Quirky thought – if I were whore, I’d sell chaos, yeah? Price it high, watch ‘em scramble – my precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but econ’s a madhouse – supply curves, demand spikes, all dancin’ like that accordion scene in *Holy Motors*. “Music’s my escape,” Oscar mutters – same for me, mate, calms the rage! Whore’s a laugh, too – imagine pimpin’ inflation rates, “Pay up, ya twat!” Sarcasm’s me shield, innit?

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While the older version of the town law in the law book of Söderköping speaks of eight witnesses, four of which were to be relatives of the bride and four of.

First off, I hit the streets of Storgatan. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Coffee shop on the corner, the one with the weird name—Kaffehörnan. I swear, they make the best cinnamon buns. I’m talking melt-in-your-mouth goodness. I grab one, and boom! My day’s already looking up.