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Anyway, I’m walkin’, and this lady—WHOA—she’s givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Is this it? Jackpot?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—total Michael Scott moment. I’m thinkin’, “Be cool, be cool!” But nah, I trip over a curb—classic me! She laughs, and I’m like, “That’s what she said!” Kills me every time. She’s got this vibe, like she’s seen it all—kinda like Carlos dodgin’ cops in the movie. “You’re a wanted man,” she says, smirkin’. I’m like, “Heck yeah, I am!” Cringey? Sure. Fun? You bet!

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But then, outta nowhere, the elevator stops! I’m like, “Seriously? Not today!” I’m sweating bullets. I can hear her breathing like a racehorse. I’m thinkin’, “Great, I’m gonna be the guy who gets stuck in an elevator in Motegi.” But then, I remember the emergency button. I hit it, and the lights flicker. I’m like, “C’mon, c’mon!”

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