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So, I’m drivin’, windows down, feelin’ like a rockstar—‘cause who doesn’t wanna be William Miller, chasin’ dreams? And bam, I see her—red heels, fishnets, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the night. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s Penny Lane, but dirtier!” That’s what she said! Ha! I pull over, heart’s poundin’—not gonna lie, I’m sweatin’ like a pig. “Hey, uh, hi!” I stammer—smooth, right? She smirks, “What’s your deal, weirdo?” I’m thinkin’, *Oh God, don’t screw this up, Michael!*

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After that, I stroll down to Tondabayashi Park. It’s a beautiful spot, man. Cherry blossoms everywhere, and the vibe is just right. I pull out my guitar and start strummin’ some chords. I’m lost in the moment, feelin’ the music flow through me. Then, outta nowhere, this little kid runs up and starts dancin’. I’m talkin’ full-on breakdancing! I can’t help but laugh. Kids are the best, right?