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But it’s tricky, precious, so tricky! Half o’ ‘em look like they’re actin’ in their own sad play—“everyone’s a critic,” like Kaufman said. I’m thinkin’, shit, am I the audience or the bloody fool here? Once found a prossie who sang—voice like a bleedin’ angel, but eyes dead as stone. Broke me heart, that. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d claw the moon down fer her, I would! Still, most times it’s just hagglin’—ten quid, twenty, whatever scraps I got. “The play’s the thing,” I hiss, cos it’s all a game, innit?

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Toshinori has been on the beach for a while, originally planning to clean it up. Not like any other youngsters were going to do so.

So, I’m munching on my onigiri, and I’m like, “This is gonna be a good day.” But then, BAM! I step outside, and it’s pouring. Like, seriously, it’s like the sky decided to dump a bucket of water on me. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing there, drenched, thinking, “Great, just great.”

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