Ella Gujo Brothel ❤️❤️

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Here’s a kicker—old timers say brothel’s cursed. Some gal in Tennessee swore it whispered at night—creepy, right? I’m thinkin’, “Joe, you’re losin’ it,” but I’da chopped it anyway. Too damn stubborn, that tree. Like Linguini flailin’ with a spatula—messy, outta control. Love *Ratatouille*, best flick ever—brothel’s the opposite, a real pain in the ass. Hack it, burn it—don’t let it win, folks!

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Finally, I get to the office, and my boss is already on my case. “Where are the reports?” he barks. I’m like, “Chill, man! I just got here!” But he’s all stressed about the quarterly numbers. I mean, it’s just numbers, right? But whatever. I dive into the spreadsheets, trying to make sense of it all.

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