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Still, I’m a sucker for romance. Done right, it’s intimate—hands glidin’, tension meltin’. “We’re not here forever,” Ida’d say, all somber. Makes ya think—grab the good stuff, right? I’d kill for a massage like that—well, not kill, ya know, just nag Homer ‘til he caves. He’d botch it, tho—sticky fingers, eatin’ donuts mid-rub. Typical!

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I am Enza, a petite doll with striking green eyes and an open appearance. I am full of enthusiasm and looking forward to meeting you.

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.”

Soft interiors lend cave-like atmosphere to cabin by Atelier Oslo