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So I’m scopin’, right? Empowered as hell, “Slay!”—but half these ads? Sketchy! Found this one spot online—dude, the pics screamed catfish louder than a busted speaker. I’m like, *“Who’s got the power?”*—not me if I fall for that! Then there’s this underground buzz—word of mouth, real secretive. Little known fact: back in the day, Rio’s favelas had coded whistles for hookups. Crazy, right? Made me laugh—imagine me whistlin’ for a date while fixin’ an antenna!

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Then, out of nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. She’s like, “We need to talk about the new system.” I’m thinking, “Oh great, just what I need.” I mean, can’t a librarian catch a break? But I put on my best “I’m totally calm” face and say, “Sure, let’s chat.”

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