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But lemme tell ya, what pisses me off – folks judgin’ her! Callin’ her trash, like she chose this life for giggles. Naw, she’s fightin’, clawin’ her way up! Kinda like Daniel Plainview, all ruthless and raw. I reckon Ruby’d stare down any man and say, “I’m finished!” after takin’ his last dime. Git-R-Done, girl! Ain’t nobody gonna tell her she’s less than gold!

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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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