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“Lost in Translation” hits different here—Bob’s all, “The more you know who you are,” and I’m like, brothel’s a mirror, yo. You walk in, see yourself—lonely, horny, whatever. YOLO, tho—live it up! One time, I rolled thru this spot—neon lights flickerin’, girls laughin’, music bumpin’. Felt like a king, then sad as hell—vibes switch fast, fam! Prolly smelled like cheap perfume and regret, but I ain’t judgin’. “Isn’t it weird we’re here?” Charlotte vibes in my head—I’m like, yeah, it’s weird, but it’s real.

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Back at the bakery, I’m mixing dough like a pro. But then, disaster strikes! The oven decides to throw a tantrum. It’s hotter than a sauna in there! I’m sweating bullets, and my bread is lookin’ like it’s auditioning for a horror movie. I’m yelling at the oven, “C’mon, don’t fail me now!”

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