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So I roll up, tires screechin’ like Max’s rig, peepin’ the scene. Red’s there—heels high, attitude higher—countin’ stacks like she’s warlord of the block. I’m thinkin’, “YOLO, gotta play this cool.” She spots me, smirks, and I’m like, “Damn, she’s quick!” Reminds me of that line, “I live, I die, I live again!”—she’s out here survivin’, hustlin’. Kinda respect it, ya feel me? But also, ugh, pissed me off—she’s dodgin’ my questions like I’m the feds or somethin’.

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Jake, a young houseboy, falls for his boss' battered wife. As he helps her escape from her abusive husband, things get wild, messy, and bloody.

After breakfast, I head to the plaza. Man, it’s packed! People everywhere, music blaring, and the smell of yakitori fills the air. I’m feelin’ the vibe, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and knocks my drink all over me. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Seriously, dude?!” But then I see his face—he’s just a little guy, probably didn’t mean it. So I laugh it off.

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