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So – I’m drivin’. Mutterin’ to myself – “Gotta find her.” Eyes peeled. Then – BAM. There she is. Leaning on a lamppost. Legs for DAYS – hot damn. She’s got this – wig. Purple. Crooked. Reminds me – *Holy Motors*. “Weirdness! Keeps us alive!” I pull over – fast. Heart’s poundin’. I’m thinkin’ – is she nuts? Perfect. I ask – “You workin’?” She smirks. Says – “For the right price, grandpa.” GRANDPA?! I’m pissed – then laughin’. Cheeky! I like it.

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But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. Ugh. He’s like, “Need that manual by EOD.” I’m like, “EOD? Seriously?” I mean, I just got here! So, I’m scrambling, trying to remember all the tech stuff I’ve written. I’m sweating bullets.

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