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About Uppsala

I’d be hoppin along, right? Dark alley, see some gal whisperin, “You must let me in.” Straight outta the movie! Chills, man. Surprised me how quiet it all is—like, no big “Hey, I’m a prostitute!” sign. Subtle vibes. Once knew a guy—swore he saw a cop hagglin a price. True? Who knows! Made me laugh tho—pigs in blue, ha!

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The names of almost people suspected of paying for services at a Kristianstad massage parlour that was secretly operating as a brothel.

I finally make it to the canal, and it’s peaceful. I sit on a bench, just takin’ it all in. The water’s calm, and I’m thinkin’ about how much I love the forest. But then, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a bunch of geese. Like, seriously? They’re just strutting around like they own the place. I’m like, “Chill, geese! This ain’t your runway!”

Dynamite group for the new Kristianstad boy Victor Kløve