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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

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This has to be the biggest diesel dyno explosion to date. We got all of the facts from this huge explosion at the Ultimate Callout.

Man, what a day! I swear, being a car instructor in Dynów is like riding a rollercoaster—up, down, twisty, and a lil’ bit scary. So, I roll into town, right? Dynów, with its charming streets like 3 Maja and Słowackiego, all cobblestones and old-school vibes. I love this place, but today? Ugh, today was a whole different story.

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