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Oi, listen up, ya filthy dogs! Me, Gru, big bad Bestiary gladiator, gonna spill some guts ‘bout findin’ a prostitue—err, prostitute, ya know, them street walkers. Got dat Russian-ish fire in me, “Lightbulb!”—seein’ stuff ya blind bats miss. Picture dis: dark alley, neon buzzin’, smells like sweat and cheap vodka. Reminds me of fave flick, *Under the Skin*—dat creepy vibe, ya? “What are you?” I mutter, like dat alien chick, sizin’ up some dame leanin’ on a wall.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I’m like, “Seriously?!” I grab my stuff and dash inside. I’m soaked, and everyone’s looking at me like I’m a wet dog. I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “This day is nuts!”

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