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I’m picturin’ it now—soft music, candles, total chill. Then bam—“The town’s watchin’, Grace!”—Dogville paranoia hits. What if someone walks in? Angry vibes, ugh, privacy’s dead. Once saw this masseuse ad—sketchy alley, red lights. Surprised me, like, who’s goin’ there? Shady erotic-massage joints freak me out.

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So, I get to the job site, and it’s a mess. I’m talking about a huge metal structure by the river. The Wada River, to be exact. It’s beautiful, but today? Ugh. I see rust everywhere. Like, come on! I thought I was the anticorrosion hero, but this thing looked like it had been through a war.

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