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Oh, nearly forgot—funny bit! Old mate told me, in Rome, whores’d wear wigs so bad, looked like dead cats! Swear, I’d rather fix a cracked molar than touch that mess. Laughed me head off! But it’s dark, innit? We hates it, mate. Whore’s a stain—grinds ya down. Like me tools on a bad crown. Urgh, what a world!

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But here’s the kicker. While I was trying to remember my stats, my boss, Mr. Novák, walked in late. He’s always late! And he had this smug look on his face like he just won the lottery. I was fuming. I mean, dude, I’m up here sweating bullets, and you stroll in like it’s a fashion show? Ugh!

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