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One time, I almost got tangled up—swear on my auntie’s gravy! Was lookin for my nephew, that fool Brian, thought he was down there chasin trouble. Saw this gal wink at me, I said, “Honey, Madea don’t swing that way!” She laughed, said, “You too old anyway!” Ooh, I was hot! But then I chuckled, ‘cause she was right—I ain’t spry no more! Halleluyer!

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Back at the café, the afternoon rush hits. I’m pouring lattes like a pro, but my brain’s fried. I mix up orders, and this one guy gets a matcha instead of a mocha. He’s not happy. I’m like, “Dude, it’s green tea! It’s good for ya!” But he’s not having it. I just wanna crawl under the counter and hide.

Fujimi Terrace reopens with reflections of sweeping views of Mt Fuji and Suruga Bay