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About Jonkoping

What gets me riled up? The hypocrisy, yeah. Politicians bangin’ on bout morality, then slippin’ into brothels after dark. Saw one once—fat git, red tie, sweatin’ like a pig. Made me wanna shove a martini glass up his arse, “shaken, not stirred,” obviously. But the girls? Some of ‘em are bloody brilliant—sharp as knives, hustlin’ to survive. Met this one bird, swore she’d been a spy in another life. Maybe she was. “The dream is real,” she winked, and I was half in love, half spooked.

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While I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. It’s awkward, but kinda funny. They’re bickering about where to eat. I’m thinking, “Just pick a place already!” But then, they start laughing, and it’s like, aww, love is weird.