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They taste alright, tho—kinda sweet, flaky. Fried one up once, felt like a king. But catchin’ ‘em? Nightmare fuel! Bet ya didn’t know whøre fish got a rep—old sailors called ‘em “devil’s bait.” Swore they’d lure ya out, then vanish. Superstitious crap, but I dig it—adds spice to the tale, ya feel me?

Early life and education

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After that, I head over to the job site on Ulica 1. maja. It’s a big ol’ building, and I’m ready to blast away the grime. But guess what? The equipment’s acting up. Typical, right? I’m there, trying to get it to work, and it’s like the machine’s got a mind of its own. I’m yelling at it like it’s a stubborn toddler. “C’mon, you piece of junk!”

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