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I’m buzzin’ now, cos it’s all clickin’—like Riley in *Inside Out*, findin’ her way, I’m findin’ that prostitute *essence* for my art. Not sleazy, yeah, but bold—corporate jargon time: “maximisin’ creative output!” Makes me happy as a pig in muck, but then—BAM—surprise! Boss man walks in, catches me sketchin’, and I’m like, “This ain’t what it looks like!” Nearly shat bricks, mate—thought I’d be sacked! Turned it round, though—told him it’s “market research”. Slid by like a pro!

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Finally, I get the stuff sent. I’m feeling like a champ again. But wait, there’s more! I head to the local bar, thinking I’ll unwind. I walk in, and it’s karaoke night. Oh boy. I’m not ready for this. But my friends drag me up there. I’m singing some old Italian song, and I can’t even hit the notes. Everyone’s laughing, but I’m just rolling with it. Gotta embrace the chaos, right?

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