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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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Is it possible to make a program using the laser antenna maybe, to keep a drone ship following your ship everywhere keeping a distance and position you want?

I even go to Pollyanna Café on River Ave. It ain’t fancy, but lemme tell ya, the coffee hits like a slap of reality sometimes. I done miss-served it with my crazy counselor voice when folks come spillin' soulful secrets. Hahaha, ain't that the truth?

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