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Translation:
Our first night
It was Maundy Thursday 1990. Me and Chrille was going to Sveakllaren, a pub in the basement of the market hall in Norrkping. It was kinda crowded there, and boring people - at least I thought so - but Chrille met many of her friends and had a good time. When we've been there for a while, Henrik came. He was a gorgous guy that I was interest in, but hadn't seen for a while. Now I thought he just looked stupid and self-absorbed, and the only thing I could think of was why you weren't there. You had been in love with me for a while, and you sure had let me know it. Me, I was too busy thinking about Henrik, that I didn't even think about you. But here I was - seeing Henrik - and missing you. It was here and now that I realized I was in love with you and no one else. But you weren't here! In spite of the fact that you knew I was going to Sveakllaren this night. You had been a bit sad when we parted in the afternoon, since this was the first day of our Easter break from school, you wouldn't see me in over a week. So I told you I was going out that evening and where I was going. The evening went on, and I got more and more bored, and decided I was going to go home as soon as I finished the beer. Then ... when I had almost given up hope - you came! You and Micke had been sitting at home and lost track of time, that's why you were late. I was so happy, and I went and sat with you instead of remaining at our table. When the pub closed, Chrille wanted me to follow them to one of her friends house, but I didn't know them very well, so I didn't feel like it. Instead I followed you home ... and the rest is history!