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So, I stumble into this grimy port town—thinkin’, “This is my shot, baby!” Bars are loud, lights flicker, and I spot her—red heels, smokey eyes, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. My heart’s racin’, “Is this it? Am I *in*?” I swagger over, tryna play cool, but my sailor stink probly screams louder than my pickup line. “Hey, sugar, wanna make my night less ‘sea’-sick?” She smirks—oh, that smirk!—and I’m hooked. “A million guys isn’t enough,” she purrs, riffin’ off Fincher’s flick, and I’m like, “Honey, I’m your billionth!”

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After that, I decide to hit up the Nagai Art Museum. I’m all about supporting local artists, ya know? I walk in, and it’s like a whole new world. There’s this one piece that’s just a giant canvas splattered with paint. I’m staring at it, thinking, “I could’ve done that!” But then I remember my last attempt at painting. Let’s just say it didn’t end well.

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