#scandinavia

Fine by me, Jack. I just have to plug in the machine. The City will have to change its name to Sunny Beach.” “We don’t have a beach.” “Well, you know what I mean …” Conversation on Radio Fake 112.8 MHz In The Shadow of Sadd ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#gta #noir #scandinavian-mysteries #change

You just hang in there, boy, hang in with that apprenticeship of yours, do you hear me? You are lucky they would even take someone like you. You’re a child of the slums. A ragtag. On top of that, you’re a whining piece of shit. Nobody will ever do anything for you. Do you understand what I’m saying? They’ll let you starve to death, no problem. Nobody is going to cry on your grave.” Poul-Erik’s Mother The Informer by Steen Langstrup ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#mothers #noir-style #scandinavian-mysteries #death

We saved the lives of a whole family that night. Children, parents, uncles, aunts, grandparents, all sailed to safety in Sweden inside a little fisherman’s boat.” Johannes aka ‘BB’ The Informer by Steen Langstrup ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#noir-fiction #scandinavian-mysteries #world-war-two #family

Foreign food isn’t really my thing. I tasted whale once, and I was sick for a week. ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#crime-noir #scandinavian-mysteries #food