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About Helsingborg

Now, don’t get me wrong, I ain’t romanticizin’ it. It’s a brutal gig – disease, pimps, the works. Ruby’d joke, “I’m one clap away from the grave,” and I’d laugh, but damn, it’s dark. Still, there’s this… elegance to it, Clarice. Like a dance with death, all hips and sneers. “Tradition kills,” Sembène’d say, and whores spit on tradition daily. That’s my kinda rebellion.

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But here’s the kicker. I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion! I’m talking, “Where have you been all my life?” But then, I look around, and some dude at the next table is staring at me like I’m a weirdo. I mean, come on! It’s a burger, not a crime scene!

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