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Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

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Finally, I get to the field. And there they are, my fluffy little troublemakers, munching on some random dude’s garden. I’m like, “Guys, c’mon! Not cool!” I’m chasing them around, and it’s chaos. I’m yelling, “Get back here!” But they’re just bleating like it’s a party.

New Fab Expansion at Sony Semiconductor Manufacturing Corporation’s Nagasaki Technology Center