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I’m picturin’ it – me, drivin’ round, lookin’ for some action. Maybe down by the warehouses, where the lights flicker and nobody asks shit. Dr. Evil vibes – pinky up, “One million dollars.” – like I’m buyin’ the whole damn block. But real talk, it ain’t that fancy. Prolly just some chick named Tammy, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a streetlight. “What’s your story, hon?” I’d ask, all smooth, but inside I’m like, “This is nuts, what am I doin’?”

The Logic of Addiction

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Then, outta nowhere, I get a call about a cat stuck in a tree on Jinxin St. I’m like, “Really? A cat?” But hey, it’s Shulin, so I send someone. I mean, who doesn’t love a good cat rescue? But then I find out it’s not just any cat. It’s a fluffy Persian named Mr. Whiskers. The owner is crying, and I’m like, “Dude, it’s just a cat!” But I get it. Cats are life, right?

Sinopec chairman Su Shulin resigns