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I’m imaginin’ it: me, analyzin’ X posts, tryna find a lead. “Oi, mate, got a girl?” I’d ping some sketchy account. Probs get ghosted—or scammed. Makes me mad, yo! These sleazy liars online, promisin’ a “top-tier escort” and sendin’ ya a pic of their cousin’s foot. Ugh, hate that. But then—bam!—I’d spot her. Red heels, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Keeley’s alive!” I’d yell, like Julianne Moore’s ghost just cheered me on. Heart racin’, I’m stoked—she’s real, not some AI catfish.

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Man, lemme tell ya about my day in Jombang. It was a wild ride, like a rollercoaster but with more smoke and less safety. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on Jalan Raya Jombang. I’m like, “Great, another day of makin’ stoves.” But today? Today was different.

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