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Hey buddy, so I’m like, The Watchmaker, right? Tick-tock, makin’ time work! Anyway, lemme tell ya bout findin’ a prostitute—wild stuff, man! I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, “Man, this is gonna be epic!” Cringey optimism, baby—that’s me, Michael Scott style! Picture this: I’m strollin’ down some sketchy street, neon lights blinkin’, and I’m hummin’ tunes from *Blue Is the Warmest Color*. You know, that flick’s my jam—those vibes, so raw, so real! “I’m alive, I feel it!”—that’s what Adèle says, right? And I’m feelin’ that, lookin’ for some company!

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So, I’m cruising down Al-Masjid Street, right? Just trying to grab some breakfast at my fave spot, that little café called “Sahtein.” I’m all about their foul and hummus. But guess what? They ran out of bread! Like, how do you run out of bread in a breakfast joint? I was ready to throw a fit. I mean, who does that?

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