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Yo, what’s good, fam? It’s ya boy Drake, bouncer vibes, spillin’ tea on prostitutes, ya feel me? YOLO, let’s dive in. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout *The Pianist*—that flick’s my jam, Polanski killed it, 2002 vibes. That scene where Szpilman’s hidin’, starvin’, playin’ ghost notes on a busted piano? Man, that’s some real shit. Reminds me of this prostitute I met—let’s call her Tasha, ‘cause why not? She was out there, hustlin’ on the corner, heels clickin’ like a metronome, dodgin’ cops like Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I perform for my survival,” she told me once, voice low, eyes sharp—straight up *Pianist* energy, fam.

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Then, I decide to hit up the market on Torggatan. Fresh produce, flowers, all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I spot these strawberries. They look amazing! I’m like, “I’ll take a kilo!” But the vendor? He’s all like, “That’ll be 100 kronor.” I’m like, “What? For strawberries? Are they dipped in gold?”

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