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About Jonkoping

So, I’m thinkin bout my fave flick, *Stories We Tell*, that Sarah Polley gem – “Who’s your daddy?” she asks, all deep and twisty. Made me wonder bout these lasses on the street, y’know? Who’s their story? Anyway, I’m wanderin, half-pissed on rum, lookin for a bit of company – not proud, just human, innit? Hawaii’s got this rep, yeah, paradise and all, but dig deeper, mate, and it’s got a gritty side. Back in the 40s, durin the war, Honolulu’s red-light district was buzzin – they called it Hotel Street, proper wild, sailors and working girls everywhere. Little known fact: the coppers let it slide cos it kept the lads in line. History, eh? Blew my mind when I read that.

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After reducing the distance to 4m 3½f last season, there will be no further alterations to the Grand National race conditions for , but you will find plenty.

So, I head out, and the weather’s all over the place. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring. Classic Rydebaeck, right? I mean, you can’t trust the weather here. I’m walking down to the café on Hamngatan, and I step in a puddle. Ugh! My shoes are soaked. Great start, huh?