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So, I’m thinkin’, why not? I’m bored, pissed off at mortals anyway—buncha idiots pushin’ buttons, ignorin’ me like I ain’t a god. Findin’ a prossie sounds like a laugh, a little chaos to stir the pot. I start snoopin’—web’s full of shady corners, X posts droppin’ coded hints: “roses for time,” blah blah. Little known fact? Back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ of some posh git in a top hat hagglin’ with a lass in a corset.

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Then, just when I think things are calming down, I get a call. There’s been a fight in one of the cells. I sprint over, heart racing. I burst in, and it’s like a scene from a movie. Two guys, fists flying, and I’m like, “What the heck, guys? We’re not in a boxing ring!” I break it up, and they’re both glaring at me like I’m the bad guy. I’m just trying to keep the peace here!

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