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Now, WALL-E style: imagine robots running it! “Directive!” they’d beep, handing out condoms, no fuss. No capes, no germs – efficiency, dahling! I’d design their outfits, obvs – tight, shiny, not a thread outta place. Happiest moment? This one girl, sassy as hell, told a creep, “Trash yourself, buddy!” Straight outta WALL-E’s junkyard spirit. Cracked me up – she’s my hero!

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Then it was sold to someone who basically turned it into a brothel (not kidding) and cancelled all existing reservations, forcing us to find.

First off, I strolled down The Avenue, you know, the one lined with those cute little shops. I popped into this café, The Coffee House, for a cuppa. Best scone I’ve ever had, no joke. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my scone! Like, what the actual heck? I’m standing there, mouth agape, while this feathered thief flies off. I mean, come on! Who knew seagulls had such audacity?

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