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Yo, motherfucker, let’s talk ‘bout whores! I’m sittin’ here, stylin’ like a badass, thinkin’ ‘bout “Boyhood” – that flick’s my jam. Takes 12 fuckin’ years to film, real shit, growin’ up slow as hell. Whores, man, they got that vibe – life hittin’ ‘em hard, no script, just raw. “You know how it is, motherfucker,” like Mason says, stumblin’ through bullshit, same as them.

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Next, I’m wandering around Tjörnin, the lake in the middle of the city. It’s so pretty, with ducks and swans just chillin’. I sit on a bench, and this old man starts feeding the birds. I’m thinking, “Man, I wanna be that chill when I’m old.” But then, the ducks start fighting over the bread. It’s like a scene from a nature documentary. I’m cracking up, and the old man gives me a look like I’m the crazy one.

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