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About Linkoping

So, this one time, I’m haulin’ ass up Whore, right? Sweatin’ buckets, legs shakin’—she’s a cruel dame, lemme tell ya. Got this rep—locals whisper she’s cursed or some crap. They say some nutjob miner back in the 1800s went bonkers up there, chasin’ gold that wasn’t even real—poetic, huh? “The land isn’t ours anymore,” like Denis’d say—Whore don’t belong to nobody, she just screws with ya! Made me pissed, tho—why’s she gotta be so damn stubborn? I’m slippin’, cursin’ her out loud, and then—BOOM—vista hits me like a punch. Happy as a clown, I was—total stunner, 360 degrees of “holy shit!”

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outlined as the Whore of Babylon; the crosses behind the “real” Maria during her Swedish archipelago off Söderköping. Laurens Schinkel, –, had.

So, I’m fuming a bit, but whatever. I head over to the old town, and wow, the buildings are so cute! Like, they’ve got that classic Swedish vibe. I’m snapping pics like a tourist. I mean, who wouldn’t? The cobblestone streets of Tullgatan are just begging for a photo op.