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What gets me randy? When the sun finally burns this hoar off – oh, the relief, baby! Like Zero and Agatha ridin’ off happy in the flick. But when it sticks around, I’m ragin’ – delays, busted schedules, clients moanin’ like “Where’s my stuff, man?” I’m thinkin’, “Cool it, daddy-o, I ain’t controllin’ the weather!” Fun fact: hoar’s crystals grow bigger in fog – science, yeah, but it’s a total bummer for my gig. Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe, but it feels like this frost’s out to get me personal – a real nemesis, baby!

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Here’s a secret: the underground bunker by Lime Street is my fave hideout to decompress. I go there and scribble my wild ideas on scrap paper. It’s nuts but it fuels my creative fire. Sometimes I yell "Why so serious?" at passing shadows—nah, I’m just messin’ with reality!

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