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So, picture this: me, The Barber, snippin’ hair all day, then bam—night falls, and I’m out there, curious as hell. Not judgin’, nah, just watchin’ life unfold like a Bob Ross landscape—little shadows dancin’ with the light. You roll up to some sketchy corner, neon buzzin’, and there she is—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s got that vibe, y’know, like Adèle’s lover, all fierce and fragile at once. “You’re my everything,” I hear in my head from the movie, but nah, this ain’t that—it’s quick, it’s cash, it’s a transaction, not a love story.

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Next, I wander down to the Okawa River. It’s beautiful, man. The water sparkles like diamonds. I sit on a bench, just chillin’. I start thinkin’ about how different this place is from my forest. No trees, just buildings. But then I see a couple of ducks. They’re quacking away, and I’m like, “Hey, I know you guys!” It’s like a little piece of home.

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