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About Norrkoping

Little secret ‘bout it? Back in the 90s, pre-apps, people used newspaper ads for this shit. “Single male, seeks spicy night” – wild, right? Saw it in some dusty library book once, blew my mind. Now it’s all Tinder, Grindr, whatever – same hustle, new gloves. I’m all for it, tho, ‘cause I’m Apollo Creed – “I must break you.” I see the fakes, the players, cut through the noise like a jab. *Yi Yi* vibes, man – “Why do we live?” For this chaos, maybe!

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But then, I see this old dude, Mr. Andersson, struggling with his bags. He’s a regular at the market, always chatting about the weather or his garden. I rush over, “Need a hand, Mr. A?” He looks up, surprised. “Oh, bless you, young man!” He’s got that twinkle in his eye. We chat for a bit, and he tells me about his prize-winning tomatoes. I swear, he’s more proud of those tomatoes than I am of my violins.