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Now, me, I’m picturin’ it all cinematic-like, Del Toro style. Fog rollin’ in, her standin’ there, sassy as hell, givin’ me that “What’s your offer, painter?” look. I’d be nervous, sweatin’ like a pig, thinkin’, *Bob, don’t screw this up, keep it chill.* Maybe crack a joke—“Wanna split a canvas, darlin’?”—but nah, she’d prolly roll her eyes. Realism check, Bob!

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I’m juggling calls like a circus clown. One minute I’m dealing with a lost cat on Via Manzoni, the next it’s a kid who locked himself in a bathroom at the local café. Seriously, how does that even happen? I’m just picturing this kid, sitting there, thinking he’s in a horror movie.

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