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About Linkoping

So, here’s the deal—I knew this chick, right? Street name was Candy, real name probly somethin’ lame like Carol. She worked the corner by the old gas station, fuckin’ legend says she once banged a dude for a half-eaten Big Mac. Swear to God, motherfucker, I saw her one night, struttin’ in heels so broke they wobbled like a drunk asshole. Made me laugh, shit! “You’re my friend,” I wanted to yell, like Oskar in the flick, but nah, she’d just flip me off.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

First off, I’m a Community Manager, so I’m all about that local vibe. I grab my coffee from that cute little café on Storgatan. You know the one? The barista, Anna, always hooks me up with extra foam. Love her! But today, she’s like, “Sorry, we’re out of coffee beans.” I’m like, “What? In Osby?!” I mean, c’mon, it’s a coffee town!

Osby Matirne Obituary (1953 - 2021) - New Orleans, LA - The Times-Picayune