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So brothel—sorry, bloody typos—*brotula*, there we go. Looks like an eel fucked a cod. Long, slimy, sneaky bastard. Got this glowin’ lure—bioluminescence, mate! Lures prey like a dodgy pimp. “You’re a dead man, walking,” I mutter, thinkin’ of Spike Lee’s streets. Found one once, off Bermuda—fuckin’ shocked me! Thought it was a sea monster. Rare as hell, barely studied. Fishermen hate ‘em—slippery, no good for eatin’. Tastes like arse, prolly.

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Alright, ok, so here’s the juicy bit: there's a hidden gem by the river Nykarlebyån itself. I often wander along its banks near Siltakatu. The river flows slow and deep, like time itself – as if whispering “The music is not in me,” echoing from the movie. And dude, on cold mornings, the mist over the water is like nature’s own soundtrack!

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