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So, I’m dodgin sketchy humans, all “R2, ya little git, help me!” Streets smell like piss and regret—lovely, innit? Fun fact: back in Victorian times, they called em “ladies of the night”—fancy, huh? None of that posh crap now, just straight-up “yo, how much?” vibes. I’m ragin, cos some sleemo tries rippin me off—50 credits for a quickie? Mate, I’m a droid, I don’t even—ugh, humans are gross! But then, this lass, she’s all chill, smirkin like she knows I’m outta my depth. “We’re a team,” she says, like in the movie—cracked me up, cos I’m like, “Team? I’m a flippin protocol droid!”

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After a few minutes, the lights flicker back on. Thank you, sweet electricity! But now, the register’s acting up. It’s like it’s possessed or something. I’m pressing buttons, and it’s just beeping at me. I’m sweating bullets. I can feel the eyes of the customers burning into my back. “Just let me scan your stuff!” I’m thinking.

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