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Still, I’m ragin at the dregs out there—useless, sloppy cows muckin it up for the rest. “Cookin’s about passion!”—same with this gig, yeah? No passion, no point. So, tip for ya, pal—hunt smart, dodge the trash, or you’re stuck with a soggy mess. Idiot sandwich move, that’d be! Now sod off, I’m starvin—gonna watch Remy whip up some magic. Peace!

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