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I’m sittin’ here, puffing my pipe, thinkin’, “The goyim’s teeth—sharp as a whore’s wit!” Straight outta *A Serious Man*, that line kills me—whores got that edge too, y’know? Cut you with a smile. Once knew this lass—Jenny, maybe?—worked the docks, had a laugh like a thunderstorm. She’d say, “Gandalf, you old git, life’s a crapshoot!” And I’d roar, “Indeed, lass, indeed!” She’d fleece sailors blind, then buy me ale—legend, that one. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—she was epic.

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So, I finally make it to the café on Dariaus ir Girėno Street. I order my usual – a cappuccino, extra foam, please. But the barista? She’s having a day too. She spills milk everywhere. I’m talking a mini dairy disaster. I’m like, “Hey, it’s all good, just don’t drown the coffee!” She laughs, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe today won’t be a total train wreck.”

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