Gösta's epiphany. There's nothing to look at here, there's nothing here for you. Gösta says: fuck this shit, I'm leavin'.
This place is haunted, says Gösta. Gösta likes it. Gösta makes friends with the ghosts.
Gösta's window.
Gösta: it's 6 a.m. I'm going home. Gösta is alone in the world. Only the birds are awake.
Gösta needs a drink. Gösta drinks whisky while listening to The Doors on the jukebox. This place is Gösta's and no one else's.
Gösta sees a rabbit. Gösta hunts the rabbit. Two rabbits. Gösta goes home; mission failed. Gösta's rabbit escapes.
Gösta admires a crane and the erection of the city. Gösta thinks about value creation. Gösta thinks about turning all values around. Gösta considers the destruction of all values.
Gösta on the road 1. Gösta is heading for the great unknown. Where the world ends, and the sea begins. Where the music stops.
Gösta on the road 2.
Gösta's fat cloud.
Gösta at sea. The sea is grey. Gösta is glad. Gösta is at home.
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Jag hjärta Gösta.
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Gösta rockar tycker jag!
gösta makes me grin.
i think gösta oozes attitude. i think gösta is no nonsense. i think gösta knows what gösta likes. i think gösta has a hard set of knuckles. i think gösta downs his whiskey in one looong sip. i believe gösta knocks down those who look twice. i know gösta shakes hands with pete bondurant. i've seen gösta give ellroy a knowing glance. gösta is mean & gösta is lean. i like gösta because gösta seems to take no shit.
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