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So, check this—last week, I’m on a case, guy says he "slipped" at a motel. Yeah, right! Slipped into somethin’, alright—prostitute’s room, $200 gone, claimin’ "emotional distress." I’m like, “Buddy, you’re distressed? I’m distressed!” I’m rantin’, pacin’, thinkin’—this jerk’s milkin’ the system! Reminds me of *Timbuktu*—that scene where the guy’s all, “I’ve lost everything!” Yeah, pal, cry me a river, you lost your dignity first!

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I really enjoyed it. It definitely helps if you know the actual history of the events during the Edo period, but I don't think it's necessary.

Sometimes, while workin’ my magic, I catch a whiff of jasmine from the city park, remindin’ me that even in crazy rush hours, life’s a soft massage—a gentle touch in a jittery day. Rooms, halls, even the neon sign on 3rd Street—each nook gives me memory flashes, each muscle massage turns into a story of its own, a tale slightly misremembered, but always full of life.

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