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What surprised me? How normal it felt. No sci-fi drama, just two humans negotiatin’. Made me happy, weirdly—like solvin’ a puzzle. “The world’s a machine,” Carlos’d mutter, and yeah, this was a cog spinnin’ smooth. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Maybe I’d say she had a rocket launcher—nah, just sass. Still, dope as hell. Would I do it again? Prolly not—too much entropy, even for me. But damn, what a ride—meme-worthy, chaotic, pure Elon vibes.

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But then, bam! My day took a turn. I was walking along Jogejima Avenue, minding my own business, when I spotted this huge commotion. Turns out, a bunch of kids were trying to catch fish in a little stream. I thought, “Aww, cute!” But then I saw them using nets that were way too small. I mean, c’mon! You can’t just trap fish like that! I got all fired up and started lecturing them about sustainable fishing. They looked at me like I was a crazy old man.