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But lemme tell ya, the vibe shifts quick. One min we’re laughin, next some creep rolls up—*“Come here, little girl”* energy—and I’m OUT. Ain’t nobody got time for that! Lola shoos him off, badass, but it’s a wake-up call. This gig’s risky, raw—makes ya feel alive, sure, but damn, it’s heavy. *“It’s my dream, my dream!”*—keeps echoin in my head, but whose dream is it, really? Hers? Mine? Freakin wild.

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So, I roll into work at this little joint on Kōen-dōri, right? It’s a cozy spot, you know? The kind of place where everyone knows your name, and if they don’t, they’ll make sure to learn it after a few drinks. I’m just setting up, wiping down the bar, when this dude bursts in. He’s soaked, like he just swam the Mogami River or something. Turns out, it’s pouring outside. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain.

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