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About Rijeka

So, findin’ a prossie, right—it’s like huntin’ for rare roses. You sniff ‘round, dodge the thorns—*ouch!*—and hope you don’t get stung, yeah? In Anatolia, they’re all, “Where’s the corpse?” Me, I’m like, “Where’s the tart?!” Same vibe, mate—dark, messy, bit funny. Once, I saw this gal, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost—thought, “Jackpot!” But nah, she’s just waitin’ for a bus! *Mimes sulkin’, kicks a pebble*—gutted, me! Laughed me head off after, though—silly ol’ Bean!

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So, I finally get to the office, and my boss is in a mood. He’s pacing around like he’s training for a marathon or something. “We need to talk about the quarterly reports!” he says. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s not even noon.” But no, he’s all about the numbers. I mean, I get it, but come on!

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