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Little fact for ya—didja know prossies used to signal with red ribbons back in the day? Weird, right? Ties into *White Ribbon* vibes—secrets, codes, all that dark shit. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, and she’s tellin’ me bout this one punter who paid her in fuckin’ *pennies*. Pennies! I’m dyin’, mate—imagine countin’ that shit! Pissed me off, though—bloke’s a cheap bastard, givin’ her grief. She deserved better, y’know?

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But then, the mood shifts. My phone buzzes again. It’s my boss. He’s not happy. Apparently, there’s a crisis at the office. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I rush back, and the power’s still out. My team’s looking at me like I’m their last hope. I’m sweating bullets. I start brainstorming ideas, and suddenly, I remember the backup generator. I’m like, “Guys, let’s get that thing running!”

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