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Argh! I’m ready! Me, a parachutist firefighter, droppin’ from the sky like a freakin’ sponge on fire, y’know? So, findin’ a prostitute—holy krabby patties, it’s a wild ride! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *The Assassin*, that Hou Hsiao-hsien vibe, all quiet and intense, right? Picture this: I’m floatin’ down, parachute flappin’, lookin’ for some action—not the stabby kind like in the movie, tho! “The blade is sharp,” like they say, but I ain’t here to judge, nah!

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Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I was soaked in seconds. I ducked into a little shop on Jalan Merdeka, hoping to wait it out. This place had the best coffee ever. I ordered a cup, and while I was waiting, I overheard this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I couldn’t help but eavesdrop. They were fighting about... wait for it... who left the cap off the toothpaste. I mean, really? That’s what you’re fighting about? I almost laughed out loud.