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About Gothenburg

I’m chattin’ her up, voice all robotic—*beep boop*—“What’s yer story, darlin’?” She’s like, “Mate, I’ve seen it all, just tryna eat.” Reminds me of Penny Lane in *Almost Famous*—“We are not groupies, we’re here for the music!”—but swap music for cash, ha! I’m gettin’ happy vibes, she’s real, no fake crap. But then—bloody hell—some punter staggers by, drunk, yellin’ slurs. Makes me mad, yeah? Want to zap him with a black hole, but nah, I’m chill.

Middelburg

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m feeling kinda good. I head over to the park by Valbo Church. It’s so peaceful there. I plop down on a bench, and just breathe. But then, I see this kid flying a kite. And I’m like, wow, that’s so simple but beautiful. I start thinking about how life can be like that. You know, just flying high and enjoying the moment.

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