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I’d sneak in, ya know? Peek around, Bart-style. Bet it smells like cheap perfume. Or desperation. Hella dark, like when they dig in the movie. Diggin’ for truth, but—nah, just dirt. Brothels bury crap too. Nobody’s confessin’. Makes me laugh, tho. Imagine Homer runnin’ one! “D’oh, forgot the girls!”

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Then, my buddy Askar swings by. He’s like, “Yo, let’s grab some plov.” I’m like, “Dude, I can’t. I’m in the middle of a crisis here!” But he’s persistent. So, we hit up this little joint on Kairbekov Street. Best plov in town, no joke. I’m shoveling it in, and suddenly, life doesn’t seem so bad.

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