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Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). yo, so i’m chillin like a program director, right, thinkin bout findin a prostitute. not just any, tho—somethin wild, like in “The Master”. you seen that flick? fuckin masterpiece, man. “Man is not an animal!”—that line hits me hard. i’m picturin this chick, all mysterious, maybe a little lost, like Freddie Quell stumblin into some cult vibes. i’d be like, yo, “We come in peace,” all robotic, cuz us aliens? we notice shit humans miss.

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I gotta be real – sometimes I get all frantic rushin’ around the backstreets. Like, Err, Ruta del Caos? Yep, that one’s nearby. I know, it sounds cray cray, but even amidst disorder, there's charm, you feel me? Every corner in Alberic's got a vibe – angry, happy, or downright absurd–just like life throws you curveballs.

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