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But nah, gotta focus—dis ain’t no love ballad, it’s business, da? She winks, says, “One night only, big boy,” and I’m tempted, but den—Lightbulb!—I remember I’m Gru, evil genius, not some lovesick poet! Still, she’s got dat fire, “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” and I respect da hustle. Walk away grinnin’, thinkin’—maybe I’ll cast her in my next scheme, eh? What a night!

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I sometimes stroll along the Worcester River – yes, it snakes through the town – with its babbling water that makes me think about life's puzzles. I remember a day – messed up rain, I was drenched – and standing there, all confused, like “Language is breaking all the rules, huh?!” The river then just laughed at me – figuratively, of course.

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