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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some gritty street, right, thinkin’ about how the top 1% hoard all the wealth while these workin’ girls are out here dodgin’ cops and creeps. Makes my blood boil! Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, sippin’ champagne, while she’s out there, maybe quotin’, “What kind of bird are you?” from the movie, tryna find her own little escape. I’d tell her, “Hang in there, kid, we’re gonna fix this system!”—all fiery-like, ya know?

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Next, I decided to grab some grub. Hit up this tiny ramen joint on Takamatsu Street. The smell? Oh man, it was like heaven. I ordered the spicy miso ramen, and let me tell ya, it was fire! I slurped it down like a champ. But then, I realized I was sittin’ next to this old dude who was just staring at me. Like, dude, I’m not a freakin’ exhibit! I shot him a look, and he just smiled. Creepy but kinda sweet?