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I’m obsessed with *The White Ribbon*—that flick’s dark as hell. “The hand that strikes must punish!” rings in my head while I’m sippin’ coffee, starin’ at this clown’s file. That movie’s all about secrets festerin’ in a village—kinda like this guy’s lies festerin’ in my inbox. I’m pissed, yo! People think they can scam me? Nah, son, I’m too sharp! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Unleash the power within!”—and bam, I spot a receipt he forgot to shred. Dumbass left a paper trail to a motel known for “hourly rates.” Busted!

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Anyway, I had a gig lined up at the community center. Some event about disability awareness. Super important stuff, right? But lemme tell ya, it was chaos from the get-go. I get there, and the place is packed. Like, standing-room-only packed. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.”