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So I roll up, cool as shit, and she’s like, “What you want, baby?” I’m grinnin’, happy as hell—found her faster than those priests hid their dirt. “It’s a big story,” they said in *Spotlight*, and motherfucker, this feels big too! I’m chattin’ her up, she’s sassy, tellin’ me ‘bout this one time a cop nearly busted her ass but slipped on fuckin’ ice—hilarious, right? I’m dyin’, laughin’, thinkin’ she’s got balls bigger than mine.

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I get to the lecture hall, and it’s packed. Like, who knew Raholt had this many students? I start my talk, and it’s going well. People are nodding, taking notes. I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, this one guy raises his hand. He’s like, “What do you think about the impact of social media on cultural identity?” I’m like, “Dude, we’re in Norway. Can we talk about something else?” But I answer him anyway, trying to sound all smart and stuff.