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Aldrig fucka upp by Jens Lapidus

By Jens Lapidus

Jens Lapidus debutroman Snabba funds är en av 2000-talets mest omtalade och sålda böcker. Med läsare i alla grupper. En exportsuccé som hittills sålts until eventually 18 länder, däribland England och united states. Den ska bli movie. Nu kommer uppföljaren.
Det är nya karaktärer, helt nya huvudpersoner. males det är samma Stockholm, samma undre värld, samma bossar i toppen. Juggebossen Radovan härskar fortfarande. Och nu, i Aldrig fucka upp är det även snutarnas stad, de verkliga snutarnas verkliga stad.
Det är initierat, detaljerat och skrämmande. Grymt trovärdigt. Med skoningslöst driv skildrar Jens Lapidus de kriminellas egen logik som ingen annan tidigare gjort. Vi vill ju helst att det ska vara svartvitt, de onda mot de goda, i Aldrig fucka upp är det inte så enkelt.
Inspirerad av James Ellroy skapar Jens Lapidus en egen style, Stockholm Noir. Det Ellroy gjorde med femtiotalets la i böcker som l. a. konfidentiellt och Den stora tomheten, gör Lapidus med Stockholm idag. Och perspektivet är the undesirable men. Totalt.

"Smaken av metall i käften. Passade inte in. Som när guy borstat tänderna och råkar dricka juice. Fullkomlig förvirring. quickly nu- egentligen passade den in. Blandad med rädsla. Panik, dödsångest.
En skogsdunge. Mahmud: på knä på gräset. Händerna på huvudet. Som nån jävla Viet Cong-lirare i en krigsfilm. Underlaget blött. Fukten trängde igenom hans denims. Klockan: kanske nio. Himlen var fortfarande ljus. Runt omkring honom: fem shunnar, alla modell livsfarlig. Snubbar som inte bangade. Som säkert klippte killar som Mahmud until frukost en gång i veckan. Hur gärna som helst.
Chara.
Kyla i luften mitt i sommaren. Ändå kände han lukten av svett på sin hud. Hur fan hade det här gått until eventually? Han skulle ju leva livet. Ute från kåken- fri som en fågel. Och sen kom det här. Kunde vara online game over nu. Allti-fucking-hop.
Han försökte viska trosbekännelsen trots gannen i munnen. "Ash-Hadu anla-ilaha illa-Aallah."
Snubben som höll puffran i hans käft kollade ner på honom. "Sa du nått, eller?"
Mahmud vågade inte röra huvudet. Sneglade upp. Kunde ju inte säga något med en gann i munnen."

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I ran the half-mile home, where the counterpart in parental vigil awaited me. I carried my shoes up the in­ side stairway to the second floor of the frame two-flat where we lived, and hearing a noise behind the closed door, put them on again. I entered with my shoelaces tinkling. "Hello, Moeke," I said, reaching for my cap, to find the peak still behind. " "Well, Moeke, you're not going to like this. There's a new discussion group that meets in the fieldhouse there, but we discuss current affairs, and God made them too.

I carried my shoes up the in­ side stairway to the second floor of the frame two-flat where we lived, and hearing a noise behind the closed door, put them on again. I entered with my shoelaces tinkling. "Hello, Moeke," I said, reaching for my cap, to find the peak still behind. " "Well, Moeke, you're not going to like this. There's a new discussion group that meets in the fieldhouse there, but we discuss current affairs, and God made them too. It's perfectly all right. " After kissing her good night, I shot into the bathroom, there to find my father scrubbing his teeth with the washrag, as was his wont.

Hello, Moeke," I said, reaching for my cap, to find the peak still behind. " "Well, Moeke, you're not going to like this. There's a new discussion group that meets in the fieldhouse there, but we discuss current affairs, and God made them too. It's perfectly all right. " After kissing her good night, I shot into the bathroom, there to find my father scrubbing his teeth with the washrag, as was his wont. He stood in his long under­ wear, and the spectacle made blaze anew my dream of 33 high life: of standards and of suavity, certainly dedica­ tion to the arts.

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