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Oh, and *Far From Heaven* moment? “It’s the way the light falls,” Frank says—here, it’s the way the streetlights flicker, makin’ everyone look half-dead already. Poetic, huh? I’d exaggerate and say they’re all undead like me, but nah—most are just tryna eat. Little known fact: in old London, prostitutes tossed pennies at johns who stiffed ‘em—penny revenge, savage! Wish I’d seen that, woulda joined in, chuckin’ ectoplasm instead.

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Just like when he got booked saying he bagged a baddie at the raptors game only to find out he hired an escort. Upvote Downvote Reply reply.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a nearby café on Sakae-dōri. I’m shivering, and the barista looks at me like I’m a wet dog. I order a coffee, and she hands me this tiny cup. I’m like, “Is this a joke?” I need a bucket, not a thimble!

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