苏清雪的婆婆得了尿毒症，为了救这个胜似亲妈的婆婆，苏清雪不惜卖房凑钱，但大孝子丈夫徐盛因为情人的隐瞒与误导，以为得病的是苏清雪亲妈，各种阻碍苏清雪救人，还对她百般刁难。当婆婆没能得到及时治疗病故后，徐盛才知道真相，可等着他的只有他母亲冰冷的尸体。

作为一名资深“软饭男”，好吃懒做的李勇长期寄生在妻子青青的生活里——不仅心安理得花着对方的工资，还出轨假白富美，落入对方精心设计的杀猪盘。假白富美百合盯上吴天，不仅频繁送他‘奢侈品’，更主动提出资助他“创业”。李勇白日做梦以为自己遇到真千金，殊不知百合正是跨境杀猪盘团伙的核心成员，她精心设计的“富婆人设”背后，是一整套通过情感操控实施诈骗的成熟套路。待李勇发现真相后已落得妻离子散的境地，他为了追回被骗的钱款假意加大投资引百合和天哥上钩，吴天将2人绑架准备鱼死网破，好在前妻青青带警察前来阻止，才避免软饭男李勇铸成大祸。

The series follows an outspoken woman, Chelsea Newman (a character based on the real Chelsea Handler and the show's main protagonist) and her circle of working-class twenty-something friends in New Jersey. Through the narration and observations of the fictional Chelsea, most of the situations were inspirations from Handler's book, which is based on her early career in her twenties.

The series follows an outspoken woman, Chelsea Newman (a character based on the real Chelsea Handler and the show's main protagonist) and her circle of working-class twenty-something friends in New Jersey. Through the narration and observations of the fictional Chelsea, most of the situations were inspirations from Handler's book, which is based on her early career in her twenties.

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A glance leads to a smile, a smile to a rendezvous: every love story begins the same way. These narratives are stored in songs and poems and live on beyond their inevitable endings, as Shakespeare’s titular sonnet 18 also suggests. In Mohammad Shawky Hassan’s metafictional essay, a female narrator who wishes to tell the story of a love between two men encounters a polyamorous chorus of lovers, and this oft-told tale is multiplied. In Club Scheherazade, there is no protagonist, and every song has various versions. Heteronormative dramaturgy is challenged polyphonically and across a range of media: lovers ask each other about threesomes, Grindr contacts and past dates. Pop clichés are twisted, heartache permeates the men’s singing, and poems by Wadih Saadeh are read out while a lover’s dirty laundry is aired. The narrator mischievously tries for a happy ending as her characters exit the story. “If pain could be forgotten through words,” we hear at one point, “no lover would ever have to walk away wounded.”

A glance leads to a smile, a smile to a rendezvous: every love story begins the same way. These narratives are stored in songs and poems and live on beyond their inevitable endings, as Shakespeare’s titular sonnet 18 also suggests. In Mohammad Shawky Hassan’s metafictional essay, a female narrator who wishes to tell the story of a love between two men encounters a polyamorous chorus of lovers, and this oft-told tale is multiplied. In Club Scheherazade, there is no protagonist, and every song has various versions. Heteronormative dramaturgy is challenged polyphonically and across a range of media: lovers ask each other about threesomes, Grindr contacts and past dates. Pop clichés are twisted, heartache permeates the men’s singing, and poems by Wadih Saadeh are read out while a lover’s dirty laundry is aired. The narrator mischievously tries for a happy ending as her characters exit the story. “If pain could be forgotten through words,” we hear at one point, “no lover would ever have to walk away wounded.”

Christer (27) is on his way to work when a seagull shits on his shirt. Down in the Laundromat in the basement he suddenly remembers that all his rent money is in his shirt pocket. In an attempt to save the money, he takes out the main fuse of the building to stop the washing machine. When the superintendent puts the fuse back in, an old man in an apartment above clumsily changes fuses in his own fuse-cabinet. The man dies immediately. His daughter, Leni (40) has lived completely isolated with her father. Now she is alone for the first time of her life. When fresh first-time mother Heidi (30) is down to get her laundry, she notices that all the machines have stopped. She is in a hurry and has to grab the clothes all wet. Without knowing it, Christer has started the inevitable. Written by Per Schreiner