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Dunno, precious, it’s messy, wild—like me, heh! We swears! You hear it, you feel it—no prissy polished crap here. “Whore” ain’t just a song—it’s a middle finger to everythin’ fake. Like Anatolia’s end, “The truth is out there,” but you gotta dig for it. Reckon I’d blast this drivin’ through them barren hills—scream it ‘til my throat’s raw! What d’ya reckon, eh? Madness, innit?

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Worship Tour at Dalhalla. Rättvik, Sweden. Sat, Aug 26, www.facebook.comred Millennium; www.facebook.coming the Sun; www.facebook.com; www.facebook.comal Whore; www.facebook.comor Devoties.

Lunchtime rolls around, and I hit up this little café on Östra Storgatan. The coffee there is bomb! I order a cinnamon bun, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I sit outside, soaking up the sun, and I see this cute dog. I’m talking, tail-wagging, tongue-out cute. I’m all “Aww,” and the owner looks at me like I’m nuts. Whatever, man, dogs are life!

Figure 5. Killian Zoll, Midsummer Dance at Rättvik, 1852....