"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 "𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘶𝘳" 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 "𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳," 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 "𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳" 𝘰𝘳 "𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘳". 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 "𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦," 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 "𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦". 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 "𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘶𝘳" 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩, 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 "𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘶𝘳" 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.
𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘳? 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴? 𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘪𝘭? 𝘐𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺. 𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘺𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘯. 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 “𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘮” 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵. 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘖𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳. 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵, 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. “𝘐 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦”. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺.
𝘞𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬."
Molly Nilsson

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19:15 Doors
20:00 Support tba
21:00 Molly Nilsson

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