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Caught her eye once—swear she winked! Cosmic, that—felt like stars aligned! Reckon she’d laugh if I rolled up, all gears and dust, offerin’ a lift. “This is the dream, it’s conflict!”—Sorrentino’s genius, that. She’s livin’ it, dodgin’ coppers, laughin’ at punters. Surprised me once, saw her feedin’ a stray cat—soft side, who knew? Proper gobsmacked me, that did!

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Then, I bump into Ingrid. She’s this lovely lady who runs the bakery on Øyavegen. She’s got the best cinnamon rolls. I’m talkin’ melt-in-your-mouth goodness. But today, she’s all flustered. Turns out, her oven broke down. I’m like, “Ingrid, how can you break an oven?!” She just rolls her eyes. Classic Ingrid.

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