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Oh blast it all! C-3PO here—panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—stuck talkin’ bout insurance and whores! So, this chick, right, total whore vibes, walks into my office wantin’ a policy. I’m thinkin’, “Mercy me, what’s her deal?” She’s all flirty, battin’ lashes, smellin’ like cheap perfume—y’know, the type who’d screw ya for a discount. Reminds me of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—that monk lustin’ after the girl, screwin’ up his peace. “What is this world coming to?” I mutter, shufflin’ papers.

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Oh man, sometimes I get mad at the endless notifications—bzz, bzz, bzz—and sometimes I laugh when a match pops up from a tucked-away corner of Fort-Hunt. It's weird, but fun. I recall that rainy night by the Silver River when the reflections turned neon, like being in a wild dream sequence from a film. I shouted, "I want to be free!" like our favorite movie line… err, something like that. (Pardon my geeky feels.)

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