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Here’s the deal—ain’t about the act, nah. It’s the chase, the mystery—like that movie line, “Feelings can creep up just like that.” Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure—I ain’t runnin’ ‘round alleys, folks! But in my head? I’m Tony Leung, broodin’, searchin’ for that spark. Findin’ a prostitute’s messy, risky—kinda thrilling, kinda sad. Makes me wanna hug ‘em all, say, “You’re enough, kiddo.”

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After that caffeine disaster, I decided to stroll by the Surahammarsån river. It’s pretty, I guess, but the water was looking kinda murky. I thought about jumping in, but then I remembered I can’t swim. So, I just sat on a bench, trying to enjoy the view. Then, outta nowhere, a bunch of ducks waddled by. I swear, they were judging me. Like, “What’s this dude doing here?” I laughed, but then I got mad. Why do ducks always look so smug?

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