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About Helsingborg

I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

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Then, the power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m standin’ there in the dark, and all I can think is, “Great, now I’m stuck here forever.” But then I hear laughter outside. I peek out, and it’s a bunch of kids playin’ in the street. They’re kickin’ a soccer ball, havin’ the time of their lives.

ChatGPT became such a sycophant even hardcore AI bros noticed