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About Stockholm

Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, authoritative as hell—“You shall not pass!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Whore’s a word, a vibe, a whole damn story. Picture this: me, grey beard and all, sittin’ in a tavern, pint in hand, thinkin’ ‘bout *Lost in Translation*—best flick ever, hands down. That movie’s quiet, lonely vibe? Hits me right in the gut. Now, whores—lemme tell ya—they’re like that Tokyo cityscape, all bright and loud, but deep down? Kinda lost, too.

Lokal matkultur

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So, I roll outta bed, grab my coffee (essential, right?), and head out. I’m walking down Storgatan, and it’s like the universe decided to throw a curveball. First off, I see this dude in a bright yellow jacket. Like, who wears that? But hey, it’s Sweden, right? Gotta stand out in the gray. Anyway, he’s trying to juggle. Juggling! In the middle of the street! I’m like, “Bro, you’re gonna get hit by a bike!” But he’s all in, and I can’t help but laugh.

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