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Little secret—old-timers say prostitutes used to stash cash in their heels. Swear to God, saw it once, chick popped her shoe off, bills flutterin’ out. Surprised the hell outta me—happy, too, ‘cause damn, that’s clever. But I’m ramblin’. Point is, it’s a rush—heart poundin’, adrenaline spikin’. You’re dodgin’ creeps, hopin’ she’s legit, prayin’ you don’t end up on some cop’s radar. Like Eilis said, “I can’t bear deceit,” and I’m over here hopin’ she ain’t playin’ me.

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But wait, it gets better! After the rain stops, we head to the Eksjö lake. The sunset? Unreal. It’s like the sky’s on fire. I’m snapping pics, and Lars is trying to catch fish with his bare hands. Spoiler alert: he fails miserably.