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We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a fisherman, right? Alien fisherman, crash-landed here, fishin’ for weird shit. Brothel’s this freaky-ass fish, mate! Not the sexy kinda brothel, nah, mispelled that—brotHel, see? It’s a damn fish stew, French vibes, messy as hell. Tastes like ocean tears, bruv, I swear! Reminds me of *Finding Nemo*, ya know? “Fish are friends, not food”—bollocks! Brothel’s got fish swimmin’ in it, drowned in wine, herbs everywhere. I’m like, “Nemo, mate, you’re in my bowl!”

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I live near Maple & 3rd – a tiny street bursting with storybook charm. The cafes on that block? Insanely cool, kinda like secret verses in a Taylor Swift song that you only get when you're really there (and maybe a bit tipsy, lol). Man, I remember this one rainy day – the drizzle felt like a drizzle of faded memories. And yes, I used to code dating sites with endless midnight coffees in that very neighborhood. Crazy how design and destiny collide.

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