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Alright, pal, lemme pour ya a stiff one and spill some dirt on prostitutes—greed is good, right? Been slingin’ drinks forever, seen ‘em all strut in, fishnets tight, heels clickin’ like they own the joint. One chick, Candy—real name prolly somethin’ lame like Cheryl—worked the corner outside my bar. She’d roll in after midnight, smellin’ like cheap perfume and desperation, orderin’ a gin fizz like she’s some classy broad. Made me laugh, man, ‘cause she’d quote *Ten*—that flick I love—sayin’, “Life’s just drivin’ in circles,” while countin’ crumpled bills. Abbas Kiarostami knew it, didn’t he? Hustle’s a loop, round and round, no exit.

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As the sun sets over Norrköping, I’m walking home, reflecting on the day. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but smile. This city, man, it’s got character. From the old canals to the vibrant streets, it’s alive. And even on the craziest days, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

The Pettersson project continues: Christian Lindberg and the Norrköping Symphony