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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some sketchy street, lookin’ for a hooker, right? Not me personally, I’m too paranoid—germs, awkward convos, oh god no! But say I was—neon lights flicker, I’m sweatin’, thinkin’, “What if she’s a cop?” Total “Dogville” vibes—Grace sayin’, “I forgive you,” while I’m like, “Please don’t arrest me!” I’d be terrible at this—stammerin’, “Uh, how much? Wait, no, never mind!” It’s like a bad sitcom, me hagglin’ over somethin’ I don’t even want.

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The museum’s on the corner of Hokkaido Street, and it’s packed. I’m weaving through the crowd, trying to catch a glimpse of the new stuff. And then, bam! I bump into this guy. He’s like, “Watch it!” I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s a museum, not a mosh pit!”

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