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Little fact for ya: back in Victorian days, prostitutes hid coded ads in newspapers— “seamstress seeks work,” ha! Sneaky buggers. Makes me think—how many secret signals am I missin’ now? Anyway, she’s got this vibe, tough but soft, y’know? I’m happy for once—sick of gloom, “the end is nigh” bollocks. “We’re still here, aren’t we?” I say, quotin’ Clive Owen’s grit.

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We start driving, and he’s all over the place. I mean, we’re swerving like we’re in a dance-off. I’m yellin’, “Stay in your lane!” He’s like, “What lane?” I’m about to lose it. But then, we hit the roundabout at Torggatan, and he nails it! I’m like, “Whoa, where’d that come from?”