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Once, I chatted this gal—sweet, but shady. Asked her, “Why this gig?” She hit me with, “I sing to the trees.” Movie vibes again! I’m cacklin—prostitute poet? Love that! But real talk, it’s dicey—cops, creeps, scams. Stay sharp, fam! I ain’t judgin, just sayin—know the game.

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri for breakfast. Grabbed some onigiri and a can of that sweet, sweet iced coffee. I swear, that stuff is like liquid gold. But then, as I’m munching, I see this old dude, like, totally losing it over a parking spot. I mean, c’mon, it’s just a spot! But nah, he’s yelling in Japanese, and I’m just standing there, half-eating my rice ball, thinking, “Dude, chill. It’s not the end of the world.”

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