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But then – bam! – this geezer rocks up, all aggro, yellin’ she’s his turf. I’m like, “Cool it, daddy-o, no need to flip your wig!” Made me mad as a bag of ferrets, ‘cos I hate bullies, yeah? *Spotlight* vibes again – “This is how it happens, isn’t it?” – power trippin’ jerks ruinin’ the groove. I legged it, thinkin’, “Ain’t worth the hassle, man.”

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So, I’m fuming, right? But I can’t stay mad. I just laughed it off. I mean, it’s Kvissleby. What’s a little mud? I kept walking, trying to shake it off. I passed by the old church on Kyrkogatan. It’s got this vibe, ya know? Super old, but kinda majestic. I always think about how many stories those walls could tell.