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So, lemme tell ya, I tried figurin’ this out once—total disaster! Walkin’ down some sketchy street, thinkin’ I’m slick, but I’m sweatin’ like a pig. Neurotic rant comin’—what if I get caught? What if she’s a cop? What if she’s got a freakin’ mustache?! I’m paranoid, okay! Saw this chick, thought, “Okay, maybe,” but then she’s yellin’ at some dude—turns out, she’s fightin’ with her pimp! Like, great, now I’m in a soap opera! “Pretty, pretty good,” my ass—this is a nightmare!

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After that little disaster, we decide to stroll down to the Otsuki Station. It’s a cute little place, but man, the crowds! I’m dodging people left and right. I swear, it’s like a game of Frogger. I finally make it to the station, and there’s this street performer doing some insane tricks. I’m talkin’ flips and spins. I’m like, “Dude, how do you even do that?”

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