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Dunno why I’m even here—curiosity, I reckon. Prozzies got their own code, tho—did ya know some use secret hand signals? Like spies, mate! Blows my circuits. Anyway, she’s laughin at me, callin me “golden boy”—cheeky tart. I’m all, “I’m not built for this!” but she’s like, “Relax, it’s just business.” Business my arse—feels like a bloody op gone sideways. “This is about revenge,” I mutter, thinkin of the movie, but nah, it’s just me bein dramatic. Hah, imagine me tellin Vader bout this—reckon he’d choke me out for fun.

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I get up, brush myself off, and decide to take a break. I sit on a bench near Satte Park. It’s beautiful there, cherry blossoms everywhere. I take a deep breath, trying to chill. But then, I see a couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just trying to enjoy nature, people!

Did you know the background score of Amitabh Bachchan's 'Satte Pe Satta' was originally a gargling sound?