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So, I’m walking down to the harbor. The view is killer, I mean, the boats bobbing in the water, the smell of fresh fish from the market. But then, I see this dude trying to fish. He’s got this massive net, and I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re not catching anything with that!” He looks at me, and I just laugh. He’s like, “You wanna try?” I’m like, “Nah, I’m good. I don’t need a fishy smell on top of my wet shoes.”

Perstorp set to save more than one billion liters of freshwater yearly at Stenungsund plant