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When Dora needed to sell ice cream, business wasn’t just about scooping cones—it meant hustling. She’d park her cart under the neon sign buzzing by the boardwalk, flicking stray sprinkles off her apron while shouting, “Two scoops for the price of one before sunset!” to tourists shuffling past in flip-flops. The regulars knew her by name, leaning over the counter to gossip about Mrs. Chen’s rival cart down the pier, but Dora kept her focus—restocking napkins, swapping melted tubs, and eyeing the clouds. Rain meant disaster. Sun meant lines. And when the festival crowds rolled in, she’d slap a “SOLD OUT” sign on the cart by noon, smirking as kids groaned—then slip a free popsicle to the ones who helped her lug coolers back to the truck. Profit margins? Tight. But the secret sauce wasn’t in the vanilla bean—it was remembering who ordered mint chip every Friday, who needed lactose-free, and who’d pay extra to skip the line.
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