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Gets me thinkin’—prossies, they’re survivors, yeah? Cosmic drifters, dodgin’ coppers and creeps. I’m surprised how chill she is, like she’s seen worse than a supernova. I’m buzzin’, mate—wheelie pops in me head! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe she’s the queen of the multiverse, ha! “One day,” I say, all robotic, “you’ll be free, love—just keep rockin’ it.” She winks, “Cheers, Hawking, you’re alright.”

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So, I’m thinkin’, “Sure, why not?” I mean, who doesn’t love a good view of the bay? I get there, and it’s like a scene from a movie. The sun’s glimmerin’ off the water, seagulls squawkin’ like they own the place. But then, I see Dave. He’s not alone. He’s got this huge, fluffy dog with him. I’m talkin’ like a bear on a leash.

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