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So, picture this—I’m hoppin’ down the street, ears flappin’, lookin’ for a carrot, when bam! I stumble into this shady spot. Neon lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ on corners, smokin’ cigs. One chick’s like, “Hey, bunny, you lost?” I’m like, nah, just cruisin’, babe! Made me laugh—me, Bugs, lost? Pfft. But it got me thinkin’—these gals, they’re hustlin’, survivin’. Kinda badass, kinda sad. Reminds me of Penny Lane in “Almost Famous,” y’know? “We are not groupies, we’re Band Aids!”—except, nah, these girls ain’t here for the music.

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Next, we decide to hit up the Iwanuma Seaside Park. It’s gorgeous there! The ocean’s right there, waves crashing. We’re chillin’, just soaking it all in. But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. Taro’s laughing his head off. I’m like, “This is NOT how I wanted my day to go!”

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