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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—prostitute! What a plant, huh? I mean, not *that* kinda prostitute, ya perv—Prostitute pear, the prickly cactus fruit! Jesus, people, get your minds outta the gutter! Anyway, I’m an agronomist, right? I know dirt, plants, all that jazz. And this Prostitute thing—wild! Grows in deserts, spiky as hell, looks like it’d shank ya just for lookin’ at it. Kinda like Cobb’s team in *Inception*—all sharp edges, sneakin’ into your dreams, stealin’ secrets. “You’re waiting for a train,” right? Well, this fruit’s waitin’ to mess you up!

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So, I’m walking around, and I see this dude, Ion, trying to fix a broken drill. He’s got grease all over his face, looking like a raccoon. I’m like, “Yo, Ion, you need a hand?” He just grunts at me. Classic Ion. I mean, come on, man, we’re all in this together!

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