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Right, so I’m cruisin’—not space, mind ya, but dodgy backstreets. Neon lights flashin’, smells like cheap booze and regret. This lass, she’s standin’ there, all sass, fishnets ripped—like she’s a groupie waitin’ for Zeppelin to roll thru. I’m like, “Oi, love, you got that stardust vibe!” She laughs, probs thinkin’ I’m bonkers, but I’m seein’ it—cosmic wisdom, innit? Prostitutes been round since forever—fact is, ancient Babylon had temple prossies, sacred as priests! Wild, eh?

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After the meeting, I’m feeling on top of the world. I decide to take Lars up on his park suggestion. I stroll down to the new park, and wow, it’s gorgeous! The flowers are blooming, kids are playing, and there’s this amazing view of the river. I’m just standing there, soaking it all in, thinking, “This is what Honefoss is all about.”

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