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So, I’m chattin’ her up, diggin’ for dirt—did you know some of these lasses keep diaries? Yeah, wild, right? One bird told me she scribbles every punter’s quirks—‘Big Nose,’ ‘Sweaty Palms’—like a bleedin’ spy log! I’m half tempted to nick it for MI6. Anyway, she’s spillin’ tales—says some geezer last week tried payin’ with a dodgy watch. “Looked like it came off a cereal box,” she laughs. I’m dyin’—imagine Q branch whippin’ up a gadget that crap!

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This chronicle of three generations of Scandinavian woman, set in the high mountains of Sweden, is a story of tested human existence.

Frederickson is also crazy unexpected. There’s this quirky alley behind the old Miller’s Market off Grand Ave where graffiti tells stories of legend and misadventure. Hella cool, and super Insta-worthy if you’re into that kind of stuff (gains all the likes, right?). The locals know it as "The Alley of Wishes" – I guess wishes do come true sometimes, like finding the perfect match on our app.

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