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About Linkoping

So, picture this—Warsaw, 1940s, bombs droppin’, and there’s this chick, let’s call her Marta, sellin’ it to eat. Not ‘cause she’s lovin’ it, but ‘cause she’s starvin’. Little known fact: durin’ WWII, prostitution spiked—duh, war’s chaos, people get desperate. Marta’s out there, skirt hiked up, freezin’ her ass off, and some sleazy soldier’s like, “Hey, doll, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, girl, you’re tough. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it always the women takin’ the hit? Men just waltz off, no shame. Ugh, patriarchy, amirite?

Mylingen – At Night I See Demons [EP]

Then, I hit this little art gallery. It’s tiny but packed with cool stuff. I’m chatting with the owner, and she’s super passionate about local artists. I’m all in, feeling inspired. I even buy a small painting. It’s a bit abstract, but it speaks to me, ya know?