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Da air’s thick, smoky, like Satine’s dressing room, ya feel me? “Come what may,” I mutter, dodgin’ creepy dudes hawkin’ wares. Den, outta nowhere—Lightbulb!—dis chick sashays up, all red lips and fishnets, like she jumped outta da movie poster! I’m tinkin’, “Dis is it, Gru, ya sly dog!” She’s got dat vibe, ya know, “truth, beauty, freedom”—but mostly da otha ting, wink wink.

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Then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “We need to talk about the budget.” I’m thinking, “Oh great, just what I need.” I’m trying to explain our expenses, but my brain is fried. I’m mixing up numbers, and he’s just staring at me like I’ve lost it.

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