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Me? I’d burn the place down—not the girls, the system. Makes me happy imagining it—flames, chaos, freedom. But nah, reality’s a bitch. Brothels keep humming, cash flows, lies pile up. “One cannot refuse fate,” Ang Lee’s poetry crap—guess they’re stuck, and I’m just ranting. Everybody lies, even me—saying I don’t care. I do. Kinda. Screw it.

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But nope, duty calls. I get to the site, and it’s chaos. My crew is all over the place. I’m like, “What the heck happened?” Turns out, a tree fell on the wrong side. Classic forestry mishap. I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like a volcano ready to blow.

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