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Hmmm, a machine milking operator, I am! Findin’ a prostitute, you ask? Tricky, it is. Do or do not, there is no try—wise words, them are! Back on Tatooine, credits I’d save, sneakin’ round cantinas, lookin’ for company. Here, on this crazy Earth, wilder, it gets! Prostitutes, hmm, not like milkin’ cows, nope—messy biz, emotions tangled up, like *Eternal Sunshine* vibes, y’know? “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—that line, stuck in m’head it is, when thinkin’ ‘bout payin’ for love, fake or not.

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So come on over, friend. Wander aimlessly in Alt-Mittenaar, get lost by the Limmer, and hug the imperfections 'cause here, each mistake, every fleeting moment, is a part of our eternal story. Remember, “I’d rather be happy than right.” Enjoy the ride, man.

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