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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animal. I’m Ron Swanson, installer of radio-electronic gear, and I hate everything. ‘Specially prostitutes. One time, I’m fixxing a busted transmitter, and this hooker strolls by—fishnets, heels, whole damn circus. Smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of “Finding Nemo”—“Fish are friends, not food,” right? Well, this chick’s like, “Men are wallets, not friends.” Made me mad as hell. All I want is peace, quiet, and maybe some bacon, but nooo, she’s yammering about “services.” I’m thinkin’, lady, I’d rather swim with sharks than deal with you.

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Finally, I get my coffee, and it’s like liquid gold. I sit down, open my laptop, and boom! Inspiration hits. I’m typing like a madman. The characters, the plot twists, everything’s flowing. I’m in the zone! But then, my battery dies. Seriously? In the middle of my genius moment?

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