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Oh, and the blokes lookin’ for prossies? Pathetic, most of ‘em. Stumblin’ round, drunk, thinkin’ they’re kings. Makes me wanna puke—or laugh, depends on the mood. Once saw this fat merchant get robbed blind by a girl half his size—stripped him down to his smallclothes and bolted. I clapped, honest to gods, cos that’s the kinda guts I respect. “I choose violence,” I whispered to myself, smirkin’, cos why not?

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After that, I finally made it to the brewery on Station Road. But guess what? The equipment broke down. Ugh! I was fuming. Like, how does that even happen? I swear, it’s like the universe was out to get me. I could’ve screamed. But then, my mate Dave showed up. He’s always got a way of making me laugh. He walks in, looks at the broken gear, and says, “Looks like it’s time for a Kvasnik to get creative!”

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