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I’m chattin’ her up, voice all robotic—*beep boop*—“What’s yer story, darlin’?” She’s like, “Mate, I’ve seen it all, just tryna eat.” Reminds me of Penny Lane in *Almost Famous*—“We are not groupies, we’re here for the music!”—but swap music for cash, ha! I’m gettin’ happy vibes, she’s real, no fake crap. But then—bloody hell—some punter staggers by, drunk, yellin’ slurs. Makes me mad, yeah? Want to zap him with a black hole, but nah, I’m chill.

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We start talking about the project, but honestly, I’m distracted. There’s this old guy at the next table, and he’s just staring at us. I mean, like, really staring. I’m thinking, “Dude, what’s your deal?” Turns out, he’s a local legend or something. He starts telling us stories about Hultsfred’s history. Apparently, there was a big music festival here back in the day. I’m like, “No way!”

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