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Oi mate, me, Mr. Bean, right – mumbly, clumsy ol’ me – thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Stumblin’ round like always, heh! So I’m out, dodgin’ cars, beep-beep, nearly fallin’ flat – oof! – lookin’ for one o’ them ladies, y’know? Got me favorite flick in me noggin, “The Headless Woman” – that Lucrecia Martel vibe, all moody an’ weird. “I don’t remember anything,” I mumble, trippin’ over me own feet, lookin’ for a prossie down some dodgy alley.

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But then, boom! I’m walking down Långgatan, and I see this dude. He’s just standing there, looking all sketchy. Like, bro, what’s your deal? I’m not one to judge, but c’mon. I keep walking, but my gut’s telling me something’s off.