It was probably a good idea to get a ride on the old steamboat, even though it is a bit pricey at SEK 2500. "But they serve excellent dinners", you say. "And all details are true to the period!" They do indeed, and they are.
Except for us, almost all the other passengers on board are white-haired old ladies and gentlemen, obviously out together on some kind of group excursion. It is a lovely day and they all seem friendly and in a good mood, easy to strike up a conversation with. Soon, we find ourselves among a fairly large group gathered around a dark oak table in the dining area, deep in excited conversations about art, literature, society and philosophy. Not everything uttered is necessarily true, but nobody can deny we are all having a very good time. They are really hanging on your words, dear friend, but I can tell you are, in fact, bullshitting a lot (and you know that I know this, you catch my eye every now and then to give me a smile and a sly conspiratory wink). But it is all in fun, and no harm done.
Meanwhile in secret, downstairs behind soft and silencing heavy velvet curtains: oh, the decadent, sinful games that can be played with paper clips.
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I feel a story in this - 'The Perversion of the Paper Clips'
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