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Milkin’ machines, steady they hum, but this? Chaos, it is! Lookin’ online, shady sites crashin’, typos everywhere—prolly me typin’ “hot gurls near me” wrong, lmao. Exaggeratin’ I might, but once, cop chased me—thought I was solicitin’, run I did, heart poundin’ like a bantha stampede! “Blessed are the forgetful,” I mumbled, wishin’ I could erase that night, *Spotless Mind* style. Quirky thought, hmm—wonder if she’d milk a cow? Bet she’d laugh, callin’ me “green weirdo.”

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Back to the grind. I’m in the zone, numbers flying everywhere. Then, my computer crashes. Like, seriously? I almost lost it. I mean, I had a whole month’s worth of data in there! I was ready to throw my keyboard out the window. But then, I remembered the IT guy, Tanaka. He’s a wizard. He saved my butt. I owe him a drink or something.

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