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So, I’m imaginin’ it—me, Joe, in some alley, all nervous-like. “In the mood,” I whisper, tryna be smooth. She’d laugh, prob’ly—say, “Old man, you’re a trip!” And I’d be happy—shoot, just talkin’ to her, hearin’ her story. Maybe she’s got a kid, maybe she’s just tired—dunno, but I’d listen. Surprised me once, hearin’ one gal say she loved jazz—Coltrane, man! Who’d’a thunk?

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After that, I’m feeling a bit drained. I head to the Kanoya Sports Park. I just wanna chill, maybe sketch a bit. But nope! There’s a bunch of kids playing baseball. They’re loud, but it’s kinda cute. I start doodling them, and one of the kids sees me. He runs over, all excited, and asks if I can draw him. I’m like, “Sure, kid!” So, I whip up a quick sketch. He loves it! I’m feeling like a rockstar for a sec.

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