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But real talk – it ain’t all giggles. I got pissed hearin’ bout these gals gettin’ roughed up. Like, who does that? Jerks, that’s who. “Toni Erdmann” style, I’d slap a wig on and scare those punks off – “Who’s your daddy now, huh?” Surprised me how deep it gets, tho. Some of ‘em ain’t even bad folks – just stuck, ya know? Kinda like Ines in the movie, all stiff and lost, til her pops shakes her up.

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Finally, the drummer rolls in, all outta breath. He’s like, “Sorry, man! Got caught in traffic.” I’m like, “Dude, we live in Tondabayashicho! How’s there traffic?” But whatever, we start jammin’. And let me tell ya, when we hit that groove, it’s magic. I forget all my frustrations.