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About Kawasaki

So, dig this—little known fact, swear down: back in Victorian times, prossies had secret codes, flashin handkerchiefs to signal punters. Wild, innit? Bet they’d laugh at us now, fumblin about like numpties. I’m thinkin, “Gordon, keep it sharp, don’t settle for slop!”—like Remy dodgin them crap chefs. Found this one bird eventually—fit, cheeky, knew her game. Made me grin, proper chuffed— “This is my moment!” I says, like that rat tastin soup.

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So, I dive into spreadsheets. Numbers, numbers, and more numbers. But then, BOOM! The power goes out. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” I can’t even see my screen! I’m fumbling around, trying to find my phone for light. And guess what? My phone’s dead too. Great. Just great.