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Here’s the kicker: meetup’s at some dive bar. I roll up, thinkin’, “This is peak chaos engineering.” She’s there, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ bored. “You’re late, genius,” she snaps. I’m like, “Traffic’s a simulation glitch, sue me.” She laughs—dry, sarcastic, my kinda gal. Fun fact: prositutes in Amsterdam once unionized—badass, right? Power to the hustle. We chat, she’s chill but sharp—cuts thru my nerd BS like a plasma torch.

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Then, outta nowhere, Kenji pulls out this crazy idea. He’s like, “Let’s go to the Mito Art Museum!” I’m like, “Right now? My wheel’s dying!” But he’s persistent. So, we hop on our bikes and zoom over.

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