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About Stockholm

Alright, man, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—deep, wise Morgan Freeman voice kickin’ in. Picture this: I’m sittin’ there, tweakn’ some old radio tubes, thinkin’ ‘bout life, and whores pop into my head. Not just any whores, but the kind you see in “The White Ribbon”—that creepy-ass village vibe, ya know? Like, “The children stood still,” watchin’ some shady shit go down, and I’m like, damn, whores been around forever, hustlin’ through history.

Hammarkullen

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So we start the tour, and I’m trying to be all professional. I’m like, “Welcome to Hammarkullen, the heart of multicultural Sweden!” But inside, I’m still fuming about my late start. Anyway, we stroll down Kullens Gata, and I’m pointing out the local art. There’s this mural of a giant fish. I’m like, “What’s up with the fish?” And one tourist goes, “Maybe it’s a metaphor?” I’m just standing there, thinking, “Dude, it’s just a fish.” But whatever, I roll with it.

Public housing with rental apartments in Hammarkullen, Gothenburg, Sweden. Photo: Albin Holmgren