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I’m all happy ‘n bouncy thinkin’ bout this. But then—BOOM—gets me mad! Some jerks treat ‘em like trash, and I’m like, “Hey! They’re people, ya barnacle heads!” Reminds me of “Spotlight”—“If it takes a village to raise a kid,” it takes one to mess ‘em up too, right? Ugh, makes my starfish arms flop in rage. But then I’m like—ooh, what if I find one? Chat her up, real scientific-like! “Ma’am, do ya take jellyfish nets as payment?” Bet she’d laugh—prolly not, tho.

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So, I’m walking down the beach, right? The waves at Kamogawa Beach were insane! Like, I swear they were trying to eat me. I’m dodging waves like I’m in some action movie. I almost lost my flip-flops. Can you imagine? Flip-flops flying everywhere, me looking like a total goof.

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