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About Gothenburg

Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? It’s me, Bond, James Bond—suave as ever, “shaken, not stirred.” So, you wanna know ‘bout finding a prossie, eh? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through London’s dodgy bits, like Soho back when it was proper seedy. Dark alleys, neon flickerin’, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of *Shame*—you seen it? That flick’s raw, mate. Brandon’s out there, chasin’ tail, livin’ like he’s got no soul left. “I find you disgusting,” his sister says, but he’s too deep in the game. That’s the vibe—desperate, messy, human.

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After work, I decide to hit up the Boo(se) Riverwalk. It’s beautiful, man. The sunset over the water? Stunning. I sit on a bench, just chillin’. Then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Get a room, people!” But it’s kinda entertaining.

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