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Alright, listen up, pal—I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this wild mess about findin’ a prostitute, with my fave flick *A Serious Man* spinnin’ in my head. Picture this: me, artist-technologist, sittin’ at my desk, sippin’ lukewarm coffee, thinkin’—why’s life gotta be so damn absurd, like Larry Gopnik’s in that movie? “Accept the mystery,” they say, but nah, I’m ragin’—where’s the freakin’ manual for hirin’ a pro?

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So, I’m squelching along, trying to shake it off. I pass by the Harefield Village Hall. It’s all quaint and stuff, but I’m not here for the architecture. I’m here for the action! I’m thinkin’ maybe I’ll grab a pint at the Harefield Tavern. But nah, I gotta keep it together. Can’t be gettin’ tipsy when you’re the Master of the Forest.

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