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About Uppsala

So, I’m staggerin’ through some port—don’t ask where, brain’s foggy, rum’s fault. Streets smell like fish an’ regret. There’s this gal, right? Red lips, skirt shorter than me attention span. I’m thinkin’, *Jack, you’ve seen worse deals.* But hold up—reminds me o’ that line, “Can you live without knowing?” Aye, makes me wonder—does she choose this? World’s a cruel bugger sometimes.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I’m getting a bit hangry at this point. So, I pop into a local burger joint on Nygatan. Best decision ever! I order this massive burger, and it’s dripping with sauce. I’m in heaven! But then, I spill some on my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m sitting there, trying to wipe it off, and the guy next to me is just staring. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a burger! Chill!”

The Swedish Rescue Service, Laholm Fire Department buys a SeaRanger system