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“Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” I yell in my head, ‘cause half these gals try scammin’ ya. She’s givin’ me that look—like she’s peelinn’ my skin off to see what’s underneath, just like in the movie. I roll up, tractor still rumblin’, and she’s like, “What’s a farm boy want?” I’m thinkin’, lady, I just hauled 10 tons o’ manure, I deserve somethin’! Made me laugh, her sass—sharp as Judge Judy’s gavel.

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After the pizza, we decided to walk it off. We hit up the little shops on Hantverksgatan. There’s this quirky thrift store I love. Found an old vinyl record of ABBA. I mean, who doesn’t love a good throwback? I was dancing in the store, and the owner just shook his head, laughing. “You’re a character!” he said. I was like, “You have no idea!”