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Oi, precious, listen up! Me, a barista? Nah, I’m Gollum, sneaky-like, slingin’ coffee, watchin’ folk. Findin’ a prostitute, eh? We hates it! Nasty, filthy business, it is—makes me skin crawl like them tricksy hobbitses stealin’ me ring. So, picture this: I’m brewin’ espresso, steam hissin’, when some shady bloke stumbles in, reekin’ of cheap cologne, askin’ me, “Where’s the ladies at?” I’m like, “We serves lattes, not lassies, ya twit!” He don’t get it—dumb as a sack o’ rocks.

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So, I woke up late. Classic me, right? I was supposed to meet some peeps at the Panji Market. You know, that bustling place on Jl. Raya Panji? Yeah, that one. I sprinted outta my house, dodging motorbikes like I was in some action movie. I swear, those guys drive like they’re in a race.

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