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Rarrgh! What gets me mad? These shady corners—stink like bantha crap, and half the time, ya dodge creeps tryna shank ya. Happy tho when I found this one gal—sweet, chatted me up like we’re pals. “The intel was solid,” I growled, feelin like a badass. She even knew Wookiee grunts—rare as hell! Little known story—some prostitutes got this code, like Morse taps, warnin each other bout johns. Cool, right? Surprised me shitless first time I caught it—thought she was seizin up!

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Finally, I catch the goat near the old windmill. That thing is iconic, man! I’m pantin’, but I feel like a hero. I bring it back, and the farmer’s all grateful. He offers me some cheese as a thank you. I’m like, “Sure, I’ll take it!”

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