Maybe ive spoken earlier about how safe this city is, i live in. From beeing, basicly neckered, of yesterday's canadian canoeing trip in the forests, not far from here, this day's been a lazy one. I got on my, beu´old military, bike and went on a small ride around town. The inhabitants here (including me) live's a very slow life and there's seldom anything to really worry about.
This is quite a wealthy area which is easy to reflect upon. No one, ever, looks really bad. The thing is, even those who are of lowest rang here seem ok (except for a minor overconsumption of watever drug and aged skin).
Since i, today, rather felt like sitting around the alkoholic's on the bench area, of one of my closer plazas, i got to listen to interesting conversations. Sometimes a bit depressing stories (normally about death as a sympthom of age around 87). It does freshen up a bit though when one member's of 'the bench gang' enters the picture....wearing inlines. When i took of, one of the female's in the crowd asked if she could buy my bike. This must be proof of, that you can drink a lot and still be active.
Speaking of wealth and safety here's another one. Is it 'overcapacity' to see a two fire trucks, one police car and an ambulance when there's been a tiny accident in between two cars bumping into each other? To me it seems a bit overprotective and adds to the ongoing debate here in Sweden about why people here are a bit unable to solve problems on their own.
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