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Hmm… I ain’t judgin’, tho—live and let live, I say! She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ rent, while I’m home foldin’ Bart’s crusty socks. Who’s the real hero? Ha! Maybe I’ll invite her over—nah, Homer’d freak. Still, I’m hummin’, “Gleaners gotta glean,” feelin’ all wise and French. What a night—prostitutes, pitchforks, poultry—Springfield’s wild, man!

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So, I finally get to the research center on De Kuilen. I’m all outta breath, and my hair’s a mess. I walk in, and boom! My boss, Mr. Van der Meer, is there, looking all serious. He’s like, “You’re late!” I’m like, “Dude, I just ran a marathon!” He didn’t laugh. Ugh.

Former graduate student achieves creative project award