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Once, I saw this chick—total *Oldboy* moment. Face like she’s hidin’ a secret. “Revenge is a dish best served cold,” I mutter. She didn’t get it—pissed me off! Why’s everyone so dense? But then she smirked—damn, that got me. Happy for a sec, like I wasn’t a Sith. Surprised me how they read ya—prossies got skills. Bet they’d outsmart half the Jedi Council.

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I remember bustin’ out on a hackathon at Yerba Buena Gardens, coffee in hand, and feelin’ alive! It’s a constant mix of madness and passion, like scenes out of The Master. "I can feel the irony of my situation," I’d joke to myself. Walking along Embarcadero, the Bay's foggy whispers hit ya like small poetry—guy, it hits hard, righht?

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