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About Uppsala

Gets me goin’, tho—happy one sec, pissed the next. The hustle’s real, yeah? They’re out there dodgin’ coppers, dealin’ with creeps, and still smilin’ like it’s nothin’. Reminds me o’ Belfort in the movie, y’know? "I’m in this for the long haul!"—that’s them, too, grindin’ it out. Surprised me once, Ruby did—saved up enough to buy a tatty old caravan. Said she’d park it by the sea someday, quit the game. Dreamin’ big, that lass, and I respecc that.

Old nags: where do Mexican prostitutes who have become too old for the profession end up

After lunch, I’m feeling adventurous. I head over to Kista’s little park, you know, the one with the playground? I see these kids playing, and I’m like, “Man, I miss those days.” So, I hop on a swing. Yeah, I’m a grown-up, but who cares? I’m swinging, feeling like a kid again, when suddenly, I hear this loud crash.

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