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Picture this: dim lights, soft music, maybe some lavender stink – er, scent. Hands kneadin’ ya like dough, but sexy-like. “This is my home now,” Eilis says in *Brooklyn*. That’s how it feels – ya settle in, comfy, alive. I ain’t shy, y’all – it’s intimate, sure, but dang liberating! Ever try it? Git-R-Done! My quirk? I’d prob’ly laugh midway – ticklish as hell! Exaggeratin’? Maybe it’s like ridin’ a rocket to Mars – nah, but close!

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After that, I head back to my workshop, still buzzin’ from the cat drama. But then, I get a call from the rich dude. He’s like, “I changed my mind. I want it in blue.” Blue? Seriously? I’m already halfway through painting it red! I’m fuming, like, “Dude, you can’t just change the color like it’s a shirt!” But I keep my cool. “Sure, no problem,” I say, while internally screaming.

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