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Oh, and here’s a quirky thought—sometimes I imagine these logistics whores wearin’ them bomb suits from the movie. Waddlin’ around, overchargin’ me, lookin’ ridiculous. Cracks me up! But real talk, they’re a pain in my ass. Always gotta watch ‘em, or they’ll screw ya faster than you can say, “It’s a helluva day to die!”—another gem from *The Hurt Locker*.

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, bleary-eyed, and the first thing I hear is the seagulls screechin’ like they own the place. Typical Fraserburgh, I guess. I mean, these birds are like the unofficial mascots of the town. They’re everywhere! You can’t walk down Broad Street without dodgin’ a dive-bombin’ seagull.

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