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Alright, friends, let’s talk fish! Find a prostitute—well, that’s what I call ‘em down by the reef, those sneaky little blennies! Happy little trees, huh? These fellas ain’t trees, tho—they’re slimy, slippery devils! I’m an ichthyologist, so I’m all about fins and gills, and these prostitutes of the sea got me hooked! Reminds me of *Melancholia*, that movie I adore—y’know, “In the end, everything is a void,” but these fish? They’re alive, wrigglin’, makin’ chaos in the deep!

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But then, the real kicker happens. A storm rolls in outta nowhere. Dark clouds, wind picking up, and I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” I start blowing my whistle, telling everyone to get outta the water. People are looking at me like I’m crazy. “It’s just a little rain!” they say. But I’m like, “Nah, man, this is Markovci! We don’t mess with storms!”

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