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We haggle—coin’s tight, an’ I’m a cheap bastard. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slur, an’ she fires back, “More’n yer worth, pirate.” Cheeky! I love it—reminds me o’ “I play to live,” from th’ movie. She’s playin’ her game, survivin’, an’ I respect that. So, we strike a deal, an’ off we go—me boots clackin’, her skirts swishin’. Did ye know some o’ these gals kept diaries? Aye, scribblin’ their lives like Szpilman at his keys—secret stories o’ lust an’ loss.

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After that, I hit up this little café on Shōwa-dōri. The barista is super chill, and I order a matcha latte. She hands it to me, and I’m like, “Wow, this looks like art!” I take a sip, and it’s like heaven in a cup. But then, I see a fly land in it. Ugh! I’m like, “No way!” I tell her, and she just laughs. “It’s extra protein!” she says. I’m not sure if she’s joking or not.

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