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About Gothenburg

Me, I’m torn, fam. Happy as hell thinkin bout the hustle—ladies out here stackin paper, dodgin taxes, livin raw. But pissed too—half these spots, girls ain’t choose it. Forced in, trapped, fucked up. “What new world is this?”—movie line, hits hard. Makes you wonder, yo. Who’s runnin shit? Pimps? Johns? Laws? All of em, probly. Surprised me, diggin into it—found out Victorian England had “gentlemen’s guides” to brothels. Ratings n shit, like Yelp for hookers. Absurd, bro. Who’s writin that? “Two stars, smelled like gin”?

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sexual relations Besides prostitutes and their customers, pimps, brothel- keepers, the police, and doctors revolved around the money and sexual services.

I sprint back, grab the dough, and haul it over to Lars. The guy’s got a killer view of the harbor, by the way. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna bake with a view of the Baltic Sea? Anyway, I’m there, sweating like a pig, and I can’t help but think, “Why do I do this to myself?” But then, the smell of cinnamon fills the air, and I’m like, “Oh yeah, this is why!”

Niccolò Ceria and the bouldering at Västervik in Sweden