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So I spot her, right? Leanin on a pole, all casual-like—prolly seen more mileage than a Tesla prototype. I’m like, “Yo, this ain’t no FSD algorithm pickin her out—this is raw, unfiltered chaos.” Pull up, window down, she’s givin me that look—like she’s sizin up my net worth in 0.2 seconds flat. I’m laughin inside, thinkin, “Lady, I’ve launched rockets, you ain’t phasin me.” But damn, the nerve of it—got me hyped, like watchin an IED tick down.

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After we finally patch up the roof, I’m feelin’ kinda proud. But then, I trip over a bucket and spill my coffee all over my tool belt. Great. Just great. Now I smell like a coffee shop exploded. Rudi’s still crackin’ jokes, and I’m just tryin’ to keep my cool.

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