Gröna Lund amusement park in Djurgården, Stockholm seems to be a well thought out place. Listen to the sounds of the pay-gates found at the entrance and even if you are not that much into voluntary exhaustion experience to be found behind those very gates you can’t help liking those sounds anyway.

That was Day Twelve.
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That was Day Eleven.
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Standing by the large round fenced opening in the ground – or spitting bowl as nicknamed by someone – at the Stockholm’s T-Centralen Railway station one can hear voices coming from left and right, from up above and below mixing into one massive stream of sound.

That was Day Ten.
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Stockholm’s Maria Magdalena kyrka chimes. Faraway tram.

That was Day Nine.
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It felt like being inside a huge clockwork mounted somewhere high up the tower but actually it was not. We’re standing at the traffic lights at Gotlandsgatan-Östgötagatan crossing in Sodermalm. The tick of the small boxes fixed to the light posts is getting out of sync, the sound is moving like a merry-go-round.

That was Day Eight.
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Military brass band, Stockholm, Gamla Stan – the Old town

That was Day Seven.
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It was so nice to hear all those comments on Swedish Days, the new audio series recorded in Sweden. Many thanks everyone! One of the comments was made in regard to the first recording of the football match. The comment author regrets the audio is too short – me too, so why not make amends and double the number of players.

That was Day Six.
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