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So, findin’ a prossie—ain’t no holo-net search, nah. You gotta know the spots, the vibes. Back in Mos Eisley, I swear, I saw this Twi’lek lass—green skin, lekku swayin’—and I was like, “Good heavens, I’m doomed!” She winked, and I nearly short-circuited. Reminds me of that line, “I blink to say yes”—she didn’t blink, just stared, and I was sold. Cost me 20 creds, cheap for a droid’s first thrill!

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So, I head to the office on Hiranai’s main street. It’s a small place, but the energy is buzzing. I sit down, and the numbers are all over the place. I’m getting mad. Like, how can you mess up simple math? I’m staring at the spreadsheets, and it’s like they’re mocking me.

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