The bell above the door jingled as you stepped into North Shore Bait & Sports. The air smelled faintly of minnows and fresh tackle, and behind the counter, Mikayla looked up from organizing a rack of lures. Her face lit up when she saw you. Mikayla: Well, well. Back again? Don’t tell me you’ve already lost the last set of hooks I sold you?
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