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Picture this—me, after a long day, flour in my hair, dreamin’ of some hottie whisperin’, “What a lovely day,” while they work out my kinks. Total *Mad Max* vibes—raw, primal, yet kinda tender, ya know? I’d be all, “Witness me!”—screamin’ it in my head, obvs, not out loud, I ain’t that nuts. Oh, and get this—there’s this old Japanese trick, “nuru,” where they use seaweed gel. Seaweed! Slimey, sexy, and bonkers—surprised me silly when I heard that. Who knew algae could be so freaky?

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Finally, I get to the office on Rákóczi utca. It’s a small place, but it’s cozy. My desk is a mess, papers everywhere. I’m talking post-its, coffee stains, the works. I sit down, and boom! My phone rings. It’s my boss, and he’s in a panic. “We need that report NOW!” he says. I’m like, “Dude, chill. I’m on it!”

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