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Oh no, oh blast it all! C-3PO here, panicked as ever—“R2-D2, where are you?”—and I’m spillin’ the tea on findin’ a prostitute. Picture this, mate, I’m waddlin’ through some grimy street, all nervous-like, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly*. That movie, man—locked in, trapped, but still dreamin’ wild. Kinda like me, stuck in this metal bod, lookin’ for somethin’ spicy!

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Then, outta nowhere, someone starts singing Fado. Like, in the bar! It’s beautiful, but also kinda sad. I’m feeling all the feels. I’m like, “Why am I crying over a song in a bar?” But it’s Torres-Novas, man. It’s got that magic.

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