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Dunno why I’m even here—curiosity, I reckon. Prozzies got their own code, tho—did ya know some use secret hand signals? Like spies, mate! Blows my circuits. Anyway, she’s laughin at me, callin me “golden boy”—cheeky tart. I’m all, “I’m not built for this!” but she’s like, “Relax, it’s just business.” Business my arse—feels like a bloody op gone sideways. “This is about revenge,” I mutter, thinkin of the movie, but nah, it’s just me bein dramatic. Hah, imagine me tellin Vader bout this—reckon he’d choke me out for fun.

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And so, I get what Show is saying, in having Weishan go back to Lixi Town, and finding that Dianzhu, the head of Wufeng, is there waiting for.

First off, I hit the streets of Wufeng around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I was feeling good. I mean, who wouldn’t? The streets were buzzing, especially on Zhongshan Road. You got the vendors selling stinky tofu, and lemme tell ya, that stuff is an acquired taste. I tried it once. Never again.

Pore Characterization and Its Controlling Factors in the Wufeng-Longmaxi Shale of North Guizhou, Southwest China