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Then—omg—this shady dude DMs me, like, “I got girls.” Ew, creep alert! I’m like, “Literally, get outta my face!” Blocked him so fast, my nails almost chipped. But real talk, I’m thinkin’—what if I find her, right? We’d totes sit on some curb, sippin’ Starbucks, talkin’ life—like Celine sayin’, “Memory’s a wonderful thing if u don’t deal with the past.” Deep, huh? I’d ask her, “Girl, what’s ur story?” Probs somethin’ wild—like, did u know some pros in the ‘90s hid cash in tree stumps? True tea!

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Then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back, and I see this street performer on Nakano-dōri. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s beautiful. I’m standing there, totally mesmerized. But then, this group of tourists walks by, and one of them starts filming. They’re being super loud, and I’m like, “Shhh! Let the man play!” But they don’t get it. Ugh, some people just don’t know how to appreciate art.

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