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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, yer panicked vet C-3PO, ramblin bout this damn horse—whore, I mean WHORE! Not some fancy lady, nah, a bleedin horse I treated once. Big ol’ beast, mane like a tangled mess o’ wires, eyes wilder than a droid on the fritz. Named Whore, can ya believe it? Owner was a nutter, thought it was hilarious. “She’s a real tart,” he’d say, laughin like a bantha in heat. Made me mad as hell—namin a creature that, so disrespectful!

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I done strolled through Oakville nook (it’s a tiny neighborhood, barely noticed by some, but not me, no siree) where local artists paint walls with, like, smiley faces or somethin’ deep. And lemme tell ya, my heart would just swell, righ’ there on Candy Lane, where even the lampposts seem to whisper secrets at midnight.

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