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So, picture this – shady lil spot, neon buzzin like a pissed-off lightsaber. Walked into one once, research, ya know, scientist vibes! Smelled like cheap perfume and cheaper dreams. Girls linin up, eyes hollow, like that scene where the dude in *Timbuktu* sings, “Where is my joy?” Broke my damn heart, it did! Fear leads to anger… and man, was I pissed! Not at them, nah, at the sleazy bastards runnin the joint. Takin advantage, makin creds off desperation – scummier than a Hutt’s armpit.

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First off, I’m strollin’ down Storgatan, and it’s like, what’s up with the weather? One minute it’s sunny, next it’s like the sky’s cryin’. Typical Hallsberg, I guess. I pass by the old church, you know, the one on the corner of Kyrkogatan? It’s got that vibe, like it’s seen some stuff. I swear, I could hear it whisperin’ secrets.

Layout of Hallsberg marshalling yard (own creation upon plans provided by Trafikverket to Dag Hersle)