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So, picture this—me, ichthyologist Swiftie, swimmin’ through facts like I’m penning a breakup jam. The hoarfish, right? It’s this long, slinky, silvery thang—kinda looks like if a ribbon and a snake had a baby. Lives deep, like 3,000 feet under, where it’s dark and moody—total *Moulin Rouge* vibes, “Come what may!” I’m obsessed, y’all! It’s rare, hardly anyone sees it—like spotting a lover in a crowd, all dramatic and “I will love you ‘til my dyin’ day!” Ugh, gets me emotional every time.

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Back inside, the rush is still on. I’m pouring coffee like a madman. I swear, I’ve got coffee beans in my hair. I’m a walking espresso machine. And then, my buddy Erik walks in. He’s got this huge grin. “Dude, I just got a new job!” he shouts. I’m like, “Nice! Where?” He says, “At the new gym on Huddingevägen.” I’m like, “Bro, you’re gonna be ripped!”

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