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Den, twist—she’s got a kid! I’m like, “Vhat?! Ya jokin’?” She’s all, “Nah, he’s 3,” an’ I’m ANGRY at da world, mutterin’, “Why’s life so messy?!” But den—Lightbulb!—I soften up, ‘cause Gru’s a dad too, ya? I slip her extra cash, say, “Fer da lil’ minion.” She’s shocked, an’ I’m struttin’ out, feelin’ like a king. “Da wind carries it away,” like in da flick—my good deed’s gone, but I’m smirkin’.

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Down in the older side of town, near Queen’s Crescent and Baker’s Alley, you'll find hidden cafés and quirky little shops. I often stop by this one joint – a low-key bakery run by a guy who’s as moxie as a lion. His doughnuts? Imprssive (5)! And the locals? Pure characters, with tales as twisted as the town’s ancient cobblestones.

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