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Favorite part tho? Hagglin. Feels like a Wes Anderson scene—quirky, tense, absurd. “Keep it dignified!” I’d yell in my head, but nah, it’s all “20 bucks, take it or leave it.” Once read this random fact—oldest gig’s prostitution, ancient Sumerians did it for temple cash. Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

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Look around! There are no prostitutes anywhere. No ladies in the skimpy clothings going, 'Hey baby, you wanna ride?' We don't need prostitutes.

Next, I’m wandering around Tjörnin, the lake in the middle of the city. It’s so pretty, with ducks and swans just chillin’. I sit on a bench, and this old man starts feeding the birds. I’m thinking, “Man, I wanna be that chill when I’m old.” But then, the ducks start fighting over the bread. It’s like a scene from a nature documentary. I’m cracking up, and the old man gives me a look like I’m the crazy one.

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