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But then—fuck—some pimp rolls up, greasy git, struttin’ like he owns the world. Made me angry, mate, proper fumin’. Wanted to go full Lecter on him—“I’d savor your spleen, you twat.” She shrugs, like it’s normal. Surprised me, that—how she just... takes it. Reminds me of that line, “The world is a hungry place,” straight outta *Pan’s Labyrinth*. Ain’t it tho? Chews you up, spits you out.

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So, I’m chillin’ at my fave café on Trg Svobode, sippin’ on some strong coffee. I mean, like, I could feel the caffeine buzzing through my veins. I was sketching out ideas for my new game, right? Suddenly, this dude walks in, all frantic. He’s like, “Have you seen my dog?” I’m like, “Bro, I’m just trying to caffeinate here!” But then I see this little pup, a scruffy little thing, darting around the tables. I’m like, “Dude, your dog’s right there!” He thanks me, and I’m like, “No prob, just saving the day, one coffee at a time.”

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