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About Orebro

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, yeah? Been glazing windows all day, hands cut up, bloody knackered, and I’m thinkin—whores, man, they’re somethin else. Like, I’m Hannibal Lecter, right—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—watchin em strut, all mysterious, like in *Certified Copy*. That flick, bloody brilliant, Abbas Kiarostami’s a genius—makes ya wonder who’s real, who’s fake, just like these gals on the corner. “Are you an original or a copy?” I’d ask em, smirkin, leanin on me ladder.

Scan Magazine, Issue 171, October 2024

Security Guard at Philippines National Guard Security Agency · Karanasan: Philippines National Guard Security Agency · Lokasyon:

After the rain, the sun peeks out again. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, Kaevlinge, you’re back in my good books.” I wrap up my gig, and people are clapping. I’m on cloud nine! But then, I realize I left my gear at the square. I sprint back, heart racing.