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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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First thing, I get this call. A dude’s stranded on the side of Route 5. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” So, I grab my tools and head out. The drive there is wild. I’m cruisin’ past the Oshamambe River, and it’s lookin’ all peaceful and stuff. But then, BAM! Traffic jam! Like, what the heck? I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ the clock tick away.

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