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But nah, I ain’t judgin’—to each her own, right? I’m just vibin’, thinkin’—what’s the tea? Some dude’s prolly hagglin’ her price rn, awkward as fuck. LOL, imagine me singin’ “Single Ladies” to him—put a ring on it, fool! Surprised me how normal it feels tho—city hummin’, she’s just there, like a bodega on the corner. Slay! I’m extra, so I’m picturin’ her with a crown, “I’m the king!” like them killers braggin’. She’s royalty in her own mess.

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Therefore, the children had nowhere to go and as a result, they became victims of slavery, prostitution, begging, and other criminal or.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a matador in Takahata is a wild ride. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on Kōen-dōri. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” Spoiler alert: it was, but not in the way I thought.

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