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Here’s the kicker—some places, they blindfold ya. Blindfold! Didn’t try it—yet—but I’m tempted. Adds spice, they say. Spice? I’d be gropin’ air, lookin’ like a fool. “Nobody knows anything,” I’d yell, quotin’ the flick, laughin’ my head off. Maybe next time. For now, I’m just happy Sybil didn’t kick me out for bein’ a loudmouth.

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First off, I had this old clock to fix. A real antique, like, from the 1800s or something. I’m all excited, thinking I’m gonna impress the locals at the marché on Place de la République. But as soon as I open it up, BAM! Springs flying everywhere. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I spent an hour chasing a tiny spring under my workbench. You ever try to catch a spring? It’s like trying to catch a greased pig.

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