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But ugh, what pisses me off? The judgy types! Like, “Oh, she’s a whore, lock her up!”—makes my blood boil! Who are they to point fingers? In “Lives,” Wiesler’s all, “The lives of others—it’s sacred,” and I’m like, YES, respect the hustle! Whore’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ ends meet—takes guts! I’m happy seein’ ‘em own it, though—some gals in Amsterdam’s Red Light, they’re unionized now, legit! Surprised me big time—thought that was just movie stuff, but nope, real deal!

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Das ist schade, denn Västervik ist ein richtiger Badeort mit einem der besten Campingplätze Schwedens, einem siebzig Kilometer langen Küstenstreifen und rund Inseln und .

Then, just when I think the day can’t get any weirder, my old high school buddy, Erik, strolls in. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. Turns out, he just got back from a trip to Stockholm. He’s all hyped about some new pastry trend. I’m like, “Dude, we’re in Västervik! We do things our way!” But he’s not having it. He starts talking about matcha croissants and I’m just standing there, rolling my eyes.

Alexander Megos bouldering at Västervik in Sweden