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Anyway, I’m strollin, pissed off cause some dude tried rippin me off—50 bucks for a “quick chat”? Fuck that noise. Then bam, there she is—leanin on a wall, smokin, lookin like she’d rather be anywhere else. “A face with no name,” like Llewyn’d say. I’m happy as shit, tho—found her! Surprised me how easy it clicked, like she knew I wasn’t no cop. “What’s your story, darlin?” I ask, all smooth, Lecter-style. She laughs—dry, sarcastic, “What story, man? This is it.”

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After that little fiasco, I decide to head to the park by the lake. It’s called Saevsjön, and it’s beautiful. I plop down on a bench, trying to gather my thoughts. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m just... vibing. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, kicks a soccer ball, and it smacks me right in the face!

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