The text is rich in youth slang, and Nichola Smalley’s translation from Swedish is sensitive to its “bloodily dark poetry”. One youngster riffs on how “he hated those fuckin gangsta fuckers … that whole thug style … what even is that, ey hey yo waddup, man’s glidin in the whip”. “Choose your battles, bro,” another says.

Anna Aslanyan in The Guardian.

Well done Nicky and good luck!