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So, whore—wear—grinds yer enamel flat. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! Ya got bruxism—fancy word for grindin’—and it’s like, “Eve-ah!”—that’s WALL-E’s girl screamin’—‘cause it’s wreckin’ everything! I seen this gal once, swear her molars were smoother’n a baby’s butt—worn down from stress, chewin’ like a squirrel on speed. Little known fact: Egyptians back in the day? Their teeth wore out from sand in bread! Ain’t that wild? Sandpaper diet, y’all!

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So, I chugged some coffee, like, way too fast. I spilled some on my shirt. Great start, right? I rushed out, dodging the morning crowd on Allenby Street. It’s like a human obstacle course out there. People everywhere, bikes zooming past, and the smell of fresh falafel wafting through the air. I swear, if I could bottle that smell, I’d be a millionaire.

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