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First thing, I hit up the local market on Kōen-dōri. I’m just tryna grab some supplies, ya know? But the place was packed! I mean, like sardines in a can. I’m dodging people left and right, and this lady bumps into me. I spill my charcoal! Ugh! I was so mad, I could’ve exploded. Like, c’mon, lady! Watch where you’re going!