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Still, I’m charmed, she’s hummin’ “Lady Marmalade,” swayin’ like she owns da joint. Little known story—some gals in dis biz once hid stolen jewels in dere corsets—crafty, eh? Lightbulb! I’m imaginin’ her stashin’ diamonds while I’m here countin’ coins! “Spectacular, spectacular,” I say, half-jokin’, half-broke.

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Next, I hit up a local pub on Torggata. I’m ready for some comfort food. I order a burger, and it’s massive. Like, I’m talking a mountain of meat. I take a bite, and it’s heavenly. But then, I notice this guy at the bar. He’s got a guitar, and he starts playing. And wow, he’s good! I’m sitting there, burger in one hand, trying to clap with the other.