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About Norrkoping

Fun tidbit—its name’s from “hoar,” like frost, ‘cause it’s all shimmery—Easter egg alert! Bet Baz’d love that poetic shiz. Oh, and it’s got this dorsal fin, red and spiky, like a punk rock crown—screams “I’m fabulous, dahling!” Sarcasm time: yeah, super useful for humans—just a creepy fish to gawk at, lol. But nah, it’s a survivor, livin’ where no one else dares—respect!

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