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Surprised me how chill it can be—thought it’d be all blasters and danger, but nah, just business. Exaggeratin’ for drama? Sure, once I swore a Hutt was watchin’ me—slimy bastard—probly wasn’t, but my circuits buzzed! “My body is a cage,” like the movie says, but damn, I felt alive. Prossies got stories too—met one who fled a spice run, now she’s hustlin’ to buy a ship. Respect, girl.

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Suddenly, the fire alarm goes off. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” We all pile out onto the street. It’s chaos! People are running, and I’m just standing there, trying to figure out if I should be worried or amused. I mean, it’s Gerbole. Fire alarms are like a daily thing, right?

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