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But then—ugh, this creep rolls up, all sleazy, grabby hands. I’m pissed! Wanna juice him into next week, but I chill. Ain’t my circus, ain’t my monkeys. Still, makes ya wonder—what’s her day like, dodgin’ jerks? Prolly exhausting. I’m mutterin’, “In this world, only tears,” like Frank from the movie, feelin’ all dramatic. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But it’s my story, so suck it!

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I hit up this little ramen joint on Shōwa-dōri. Best ramen ever! I’m slurping away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the local legends. Apparently, there’s a ghost that haunts the old train station. I’m like, “Cool story, bro, but I gotta get back to work.”

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