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Hey, so I’m like, totally a forester now, right? Tina Fey here, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Anyway, let’s talk prostittutes—yeah, I’m typin fast, deal wih it. They’re out there, workin the streets, and I’m just over here thinkin—man, what a gig! Like, imagine the chutzpah, y’know? Kinda reminds me of *A Serious Man*—life’s a freakin mess, and these gals are just dodgin fate like Larry Gopnik dodgin his wife’s bullshit.

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So, I’m an ichthyologist, right? Fish nerd, basically. I was all set to check out the local ponds. You know, do some fishy stuff. But first, I had to grab a coffee from that little café on Collier Row Road. The one with the weird name—“The Fishy Brew.” I mean, c’mon, who names a café that? But their lattes? To die for.

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