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About Vasteras

What gets me mad? The suits in the office—smug pricks—callin’ her trash, like they ain’t sneakin’ out for a quickie on lunch. Hypocrites, man, makes my blood boil. Happy tho? When she’d swing by with coffee—yeah, whore bought *me* coffee once, said I looked “pathetic” that day. Surprised the shit outta me, her heart was gold under all that glitter. *Margaret* vibes again—“It’s not about the money!”—but for her, it kinda was, and I respect the grind.

Guide to Västervik

Västervik?: Fredrik Sjöberg. more hide. Show All Västervik Beware of the holy whore: Edvard Munch, Lene Berg and the dilemma of emancipation: bag.

Then, just when I think the day can’t get any weirder, my old high school buddy, Erik, strolls in. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. Turns out, he just got back from a trip to Stockholm. He’s all hyped about some new pastry trend. I’m like, “Dude, we’re in Västervik! We do things our way!” But he’s not having it. He starts talking about matcha croissants and I’m just standing there, rolling my eyes.

Fig. 2 Geochemical classification diagram for terrigenous sandstones...