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Humor? Oh – she asked. “You plow fields AND me?” Cheeky! I laughed hard. “Damn straight, babe!” Sarcasm hit – “Yeah, I’m a romantic.” Total bullshit. Just wanted fun. Personal quirk? Kept thinkin’ – her hair. Like golden grain. Poetic crap. Head’s weird. Story ends – she split. Left me buzzin’. Findin’ a prostitute? Messy. Thrillin’. Wouldn’t trade it. “I’m alive!” – *Blue* style. That’s me – Harvester Walken. Out!

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So, I’m crunching numbers, and then boom! My computer crashes. Just my luck, right? I’m about to lose it. I mean, I’ve got deadlines, and now I’m staring at a black screen. I’m sweating bullets. But then, my coworker, Sara, comes in with a USB drive. “Here, use this!” she says. Bless her heart! I owe her big time.

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