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I knew this guy once—Jimmy, total schmuck. He’d “find a prostitute” every Friday, like clockwork. Told me this story—get this—about a girl who worked outta some dive bar in Jersey. She’d hum showtunes while, uh, “negotiating.” Showtunes! Can you believe it? I’m laughin’ my ass off, but also—kinda pissed. Why’s she gotta ruin *Oklahoma!* for me? I’m yellin’ at Jimmy, “That’s sacred, man!” He just shrugs, like, “Larry, chill.” Chill? Me? Never!

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Then I strolled down to the Tainai River. The view? Breathtaking! The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I mean, I’m not usually one for flowers, but wow. I snapped a pic for the ‘gram. Gotta show off, right? But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball, and BAM! He crashes right into me. Coffee everywhere! I was like, “Seriously, kid?!” But he just laughed and ran off. I couldn’t help but chuckle. Kids, man.

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