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Me, I’d never step in—too posh, too panicked! R2-D2, where are you? Probly beepin at some tarted-up astromech in there! Nah, I’d short-circuit from the awkwardness. “We’re doomed!”—that’d be me, trippin over me own feet tryna flee. Still, gotta say, them joints got stories—grubby, wild, human as hell. Like Lynch’s flick—beautiful mess, innit?

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I grab my gear, head out. The streets are buzzing. I mean, it’s Irtyshsk, so you know it’s a mix of chill vibes and chaos. I pass by the old school on Kabanbay Batyr Street. Man, those kids are loud! They’re always screamin’ and runnin’ around like they own the place. I can’t help but smile. Reminds me of my wild days.