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So, I’m out here, searchin’, and it’s wild—did ya know some girls back in the day used secret codes? Like, in old Texas towns, red lanterns meant “come get it”? Little history nugget, bam! I’m diggin’ that, feelin’ all empowered, ‘cause I see what others don’t, “Slay!” But then—ugh—this shady dude tries hustlin’ me, actin’ like he’s the boss. I’m like, “Boy, bye! I ain’t no damsel!” Made me so mad, I coulda screamed louder than a sold-out tour.

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First client walks in. It’s Lars, the local fisherman. Dude’s got a beard like a bush. I’m like, “Lars, you gotta trim that thing!” He laughs, says he’s tryin’ to catch a fish with it. Classic Lars. We start chattin’ about the weather, and I’m like, “Bro, it’s Malmberget. It’s always cold!” He’s got this wild story about a fish that got away. I’m just nodding, but inside I’m like, “Dude, it’s a fish, not a trophy!”

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