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About Bologna

Alright, so I’m a carpenter, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic, gimpy bastard, “Everybody lies.” Let’s talk about whores, ‘cause why not? I’m picturing this chick—let’s call her Whore Numero Uno—strutting around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*, that scene where Hans Landa’s all, “That’s a bingo!”—she’s got that smug vibe. Total pro, works the room, knows every guy’s a sucker. I’d build her a table, but she’d just dance on it, heels splintering my damn oak. Pisses me off—good wood ain’t cheap!

Physical geography

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But then, I see this old man feeding the ducks. He’s got this huge bag of bread, and the ducks are going nuts. I can’t help but laugh. It’s like a scene from a movie. I mean, who doesn’t love ducks? They’re just waddling around, quacking like they own the place.

Model of three-trophic level interaction with cultivated plants, insect...