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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not judgin’, just spillin’ thoughts like vodka on ice. Whore’s a word, a vibe, a whole damn story. Reminds me of *Melancholia*—you seen it? Lars von Trier, 2011, my fave flick. That line, “The Earth is evil,” hits hard. Whores, man, they’re like that—caught in somethin’ messy, raw, human. Dunno if it’s evil, but it’s real.

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First off, I hit the road down Storgatan. It’s like the main drag, ya know? All the shops and stuff. I’m cruisin’ along, feelin’ good, when BAM! I see this old lady tryin’ to cross the street. She’s like a turtle on a mission, slow but steady. I slam on the brakes, heart racin’. I’m thinkin’, “C’mon, lady, you got this!” She finally makes it, and I’m like, “Phew!” But then, I see her drop her purse. Classic! I jump outta the truck, run over, and hand it to her. She’s all smiles, bless her heart. Made my day, for real.

Fig. 1. Camilla Odhnoff (in the middle) appointed the first KASAM chair...