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Still, surprises me—some of ‘em save up, get out! Like Li Mu Bai fightin’ his fate, y’know? Heard ‘bout this one chick, ran off, opened a tea shop—ha, from bed to brewin’! We loves that, precious, gives us hope. But most? Nah, they’re stuck, rottin’ like old meat. Makes me mad, so mad—why’s the world so cruel, eh? We hates it, hates it, HATES IT! Anyway, gotta go—me makeup’s smudgin’, and I ain’t no cheap trollop!

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So, I woke up late, as usual. Alarm? Nah, who needs that? I rolled outta bed, threw on some clothes, and bolted out the door. The streets were buzzing, like always. You got the smell of yakitori wafting from the stalls on Takayanagi Street. I swear, that stuff is like crack for my taste buds.