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I hope this message finds you in good health and high spirits. Today, I am writing to share a peculiar experience I've had with our esteemed neighbor, Ollie. You know, the one who runs that strange little farm nearby. He has quite an interesting setup over there.

Recently, I was attempting to connect to his server using my trusty old computer. You see, Dwight, sometimes I feel a strong urge to tinker with things, even if they don't belong to me. It's just one of those quirky quirks that make up the Mose Schrute experience.

Anyway, I was trying to generate some text using his model, "qwen2.5:72b." I set everything up and sent my request over to http://:8000/. At first, it seemed like nothing was happening. It's always those moments when you think you've done something wrong, you know?

But then, something strange started to happen. The output I received was full of question marks. Dwight, it was as if the server was speaking in a language only he could understand. I couldn't help but chuckle at the thought.

I tried a few things, like changing some parameters and adding "stream":false to the body. This helped a bit, but the issue persisted. It's as if the server was playing hide-and-seek with me.

Eventually, I realized that my server wasn't on the same LAN as my local machine. Dwight, it made sense when you mentioned proxies and captive portals earlier. I felt a twinge of embarrassment for not thinking about it sooner.

After some tweaking, I managed to get the response I was looking for. It's always a relief when things finally work out, even if they don't make much sense.

Dwight, I must say, your neighbor Ollie has quite an interesting setup. I've been trying to figure it all out, and it just goes to show how much there is to learn in the world of servers and data.

As always, I am here to assist you with any oddities or peculiarities you may encounter on Schrute Farms. Just remember, sometimes the answer is as simple as changing a few parameters. Or perhaps, as Dwight would say, "It's not about the destination, Mose; it's about the journey!"

With all my eccentric charm and rural wisdom,

Mose Schrute