In the cold neon light of Stockholm City, Sofi, 15, drifts around in a blonde wig picking up clients. In the shabby room that her friend Pia and her pimp rent out, she spreads her legs for them. Then she takes the bus home to her parents in the dormant suburban residential community. "Did you have a good time as a babysitter?" they ask. As usual, they don't understand anything, anything at all!
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