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So, I’m cruisin the streets, feelin jacked, right? Thinkin bout that “limelight” line from Inception—ain’t that the truth? These girls, they glow, pullin ya in. Found this one broad, real slick, skirt tight as a headlock. I’m like, “Brother, you got the goods?” She smirks, “What’s the play, big man?” Total mindfuck, like Cobb spinnin that damn top.

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So, I rush to the office on Takamatsu Street. Traffic? A nightmare! Nara-shi’s streets are usually chill, but today? It’s like everyone decided to drive at 10 mph. I’m yelling at the cars, “C’mon, move it!” Like they can hear me. Finally, I get to my desk, and it’s chaos. Phones ringing, people shouting. I’m like, “What’s happening? Did I miss the memo?”

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