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Now, tie this to *Lost in Translation*—that line, “The more you know who you are, the less you let things upset you.” Whores, they get that, y’know? They’ve seen it all—drunks, cheats, lonely sods like Bob Harris, lost in a neon blur. They adapt, they hustle. Me? I’d be yellin’ “You shall not pass!” at every sleazy git tryin’ to stiff ‘em on coin. Respect the grind, lads!

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So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, feeling all good, when I hear this loud crash. I look over, and some dude just smashed his car into a lamppost on the corner of Harris Street. Like, bro, how do you even manage that? I mean, it’s not like the lamppost was hiding or anything. I’m half tempted to go help, but then I remember I’m not a mechanic. So, I just stand there, sipping my coffee, watching the chaos unfold.

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