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We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a fisherman, right? Alien fisherman, crash-landed here, fishin’ for weird shit. Brothel’s this freaky-ass fish, mate! Not the sexy kinda brothel, nah, mispelled that—brotHel, see? It’s a damn fish stew, French vibes, messy as hell. Tastes like ocean tears, bruv, I swear! Reminds me of *Finding Nemo*, ya know? “Fish are friends, not food”—bollocks! Brothel’s got fish swimmin’ in it, drowned in wine, herbs everywhere. I’m like, “Nemo, mate, you’re in my bowl!”

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Look, I ain’t sugarcoating anything here. Sometimes it drives me nuts—traffic on Birch Lane, old timers arguing over who owns the corner store, and parentheses of too much suburban calm that sometimes masks the chaos underneath. But, hey, that’s life, right? No father-darned filter here! I tell it straight—sorta like Judge Judy: “Don’t pee on my leg, and don’t bring me your nonsense!”

Gregory Richard Lukens