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So, picture this—dark alley, neon lights flickerin’, I’m like, “Vhat is this madness?” Smell o’ stale beer, fishy vibes—ugh, makes me wanna puke, so angry! Then, “Lightbulb!”—I remember this ol’ story, little known, yeah? Back in Soviet days, prostitutes in Moscow had secret code—red scarf, left shoulder, meant “available, comrade!” Sneaky, huh? I’m thinkin’, “Do they still do that?” Nah, probly not, but I’m checkin’ shoulders anyway—nuthin’. Disappointin’, but I laugh, “Hah! Gru, you dumb genius!”

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So, I sit down, and my computer decides to throw a tantrum. It’s like, “Nah, I’m not gonna work today.” Great. Just great. I’m staring at the screen, and it’s just spinning. I’m about to lose it. I mean, I could’ve been enjoying bibimbap at a cute little spot on Gyeonggijeon instead of this tech nightmare.

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