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Here’s a fun fact—did ya know sex-dating apps track your kinks? Yeah, some nerd in Silicon Valley knows you’re into feet or whatever. Freaky, right? Caught me off guard, made me paranoid as hell. I’m sittin’ there, wonderin’ if my “casual encounter” search history’s gonna end up in some database. “I’ve lived 15 years in a room,” Dae-su whines—felt like that waitin’ for a match. Hours wasted, thumb crampin’, for what? A ghost or a catfish.

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Power finally comes back, and I’m back to work. Viktor’s boots are lookin’ sharp, but then I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window, and what do I see? A bunch of kids playing football, and one of ‘em kicked the ball right into a vendor’s cart! Tomatoes everywhere! I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop the boots. The vendor’s yellin’, and the kids are runnin’ like they just robbed a bank. Classic Shchyolkino moment.