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“Unleash the power within!”—that’s what I’d tell anyone slapped with that word. Own it, flip it, make it yours! Like Carol says, “What use am I to her now?”—she’s wrestlin with worth, and I’m like, “Hell naw, you’re EVERYTHING!” Whore’s just noise—don’t let it dim your fire. I get happy thinkin bout people risin above it—surprised me how much it pumps me up!

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So, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff was like liquid happiness. I’m sipping my brew, and suddenly, this cat jumps on my table. Like, dude, personal space? I’m not a cat person, but this little furball had some serious attitude. It just stared at me like, “What’s up, human?” I laughed, and the barista, this cool dude named Hiro, just chuckled. He said the cat’s name is Taka. How fitting, right?

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