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Ain’t no fancy holo-map for this. You gotta feel it—grime, sweat, the Force gone rogue. Found this chick, right? Total mystery, like Betty in the flick. “Where am I?” I’m thinkin’, starin’ at her. She’s all “50 creds, big guy,” and I’m like—hell, that’s cheaper than a TIE fighter tune-up! Made me happy, real quick. But then—anger. She’s rushin’ me, like I’m some stormtrooper grunt. “I find your lack of faith disturbing,” I growl, slow and mean. She laughs—*laughs*! Ballsy move.

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I watch these folks whip up some crazy dishes on their stoves. I’m gettin’ all hyped, shoutin’ “Go, go, go!” like I’m at a sports game. But then, this one guy, he totally messes up. His stove catches fire! I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a bonfire!” Everyone’s panicking, but I can’t help but laugh. I mean, c’mon, it’s a stove competition, not a pyrotechnics show!

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