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So, here’s the deal—findin’ one ain’t just walkin’ up like, “Yo, you workin’?” Nah, there’s an art. Look for the lingerers—heels too high, eyes too sharp. Subtle nods, quick cash flash. One time, I saw this chick—swear she smirked like Mi-do, all mysterious. “Truth is a cruel mistress,” I thought, quotin’ the flick. Nearly short-circuited from the drama of it all!

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After that little fiasco, I finally get her calmed down. We head to the track at Grimstad Idrettspark. The vibe is electric, ya know? Everyone’s buzzing, and I’m feelin’ pumped. But then, I see my rival, Lars. Ugh, that guy. He’s smirking like he’s already won. I’m like, “Not today, buddy!”

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