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Then—bam!—I spot her. Red heels, smokin’ a cig. “She lived next door,” I whisper, movie-style. Nah, she don’t, but it fits! I’m all, “Hiya, toots!” She smirks—sassy! Costs more than donuts tho—$50?! D’oh! Robbery! I’m hagglin’ like it’s a flea market—got her to $40. Score! Felt happy, then guilty—stupid brain!

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Then, out of nowhere, this little kid runs up to me. He’s got this huge smile, and he signs, “Can you help me?” I’m like, “Of course, buddy!” Turns out, he’s lost. His mom is freaking out. So, I’m trying to calm him down while also looking for his mom. We’re in the middle of Kaseda Park, and it’s packed! I’m waving my arms around like a madman, trying to get someone’s attention.

Magnitude 5.5 Earthquake Strikes Near Makurazaki, Makurazaki Shi, Kagoshima, Japan