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*Toni Erdmann* moment—“Life’s a mess, embrace it.” Findin’ a prostitute? Same chaos. You’re dodgin’ cops, hopin’ she’s not a droid—yep, happened once. Bleep-bloop, no fun. Exaggeratin’? Maybe—but picture it: me, Vader, hagglin’ with a bot. Hilarious, right? Total fail. Made me rage—wanted to Force-crush somethin’. But when it works? Oh, sweet relief—happy as a Wookiee with a bantha steak.

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"There can't be a family for him!" The Ursus family's head declared. In the past, he had never entered the brothel of that small town, but he had walked by.

After that, I get a break. Thank goodness! I step outside to ul. Siedlecka for some fresh air. It’s nice, you know? The vibe is chill, people are walking their dogs, and I’m just trying to breathe. But then, I see this guy on a bike. He’s zooming down the street, and I’m like, “Dude, slow down!” But he doesn’t. He swerves, almost hits a lady with a stroller. I’m like, “What’s wrong with people today?”

(PDF) Towards an evidence-based welfare assessment protocol for polar bears (Ursus maritimus) in zoos (PhD Thesis)