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So, I’m whisperin’ to meself, “Keep it cool, Bean.” She’s still there, smirkin’—cheeky minx! Costs a tenner, she says—ten quid! Robbery, that! “Time slips away,” I think, quotin’ Celine—deep, eh? But me wallet’s lighter than me head. Little fact—didja know some old prossies used secret codes? Like, tap a foot twice—means “fancy a go?” Blew me mind, that! Wish I knew it sooner—coulda tapped me way to glory!

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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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