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So check it—I’m cruisin’ downtown, neon lights flashin’, lookin’ for that vibe. Ain’t no Yelp for this, nah, you feel me? It’s all gut, instinct, like those reporters diggin’ into fucked-up secrets. I spot this chick, right? Heels high as hell, skirt short, givin’ me that *look*. I’m like, “Motherfucker, this it?” Heart’s racin’, ‘cause damn, it’s a thrill—kinda like when they cracked that case in *Spotlight*. “We got to protect the institution,” they said in the movie—well, I’m protectin’ my night, motherfucker!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual—black, no sugar. The barista, this dude named Kenji, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Bro, I need that caffeine!” But he just laughs it off. I mean, come on! I need my brain to function, ya know?

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