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Me, I’d creep round one, sniffin’. Girls chattin’, laughin’, then—bam—eyes go dead when punters walk in. Pisses me off, it does! “This is not what it seems,” like Naomi Watts says—fake smiles, real tears. Gets me proper mad—why’s it gotta be so grim? But then, some lasses, they’re tough, yeah? Runnin’ the show, coin clinkin’—makes me grin, that. Power in the shadows, precious!

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So, I’m sippin’ my coffee on Calle San Antonio, right? Just enjoying the view of the mountains. Juncos is so pretty, with those lush green hills. But then, boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my client, like, “Hey, I need that proofread ASAP!” Ugh, why do people think I’m a robot?

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