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So, there’s this one bird—let’s call her Ruby, yeah? She’s a prozzie, been in and out my jail more times than I’ve had martinis. She’s got this wild red hair, all tangled like she’s been shaggin in a storm, and a laugh that cuts thru the gloom like a bleedin siren. First time I nabbed her, I was pissed—thought she’d knifed some punter. Turns out, the bloke just owed her cash, and she whacked him with a heel! Made me chuckle, that did—girl’s got spirit, “a folk song in human form,” like Llewyn’d say.

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But then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” We all pile out onto the street, and it’s chaos. I’m standing there, watching the fire trucks zoom by on Strandvägen, and I’m just thinking, “This is NOT how I pictured my day.”

IN PICTURES: Storm Babet batters Sweden