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Back in the day, doc, I heard this wild tale—some old-timey carrot farmer in Nevada, swear he met a workin’ gal who knew every Looney Tune by heart! Sang “What’s Opera, Doc?” while countin’ her cash. Ain’t that a hoot? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ she’s outsmartin’ everybody. But, ugh, some jerks out here, they’re rough, pushy—makes my fur bristle! I’m like, “Beep beep, slow down, pal!”

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First off, I hit the streets of Otaki. The sun was shining, and I was like, “Yesss, let’s do this!” But then, I stepped outta my apartment on Kōzōji Street, and bam! A pigeon poops right on my shoulder. Like, really? Is this how we’re starting? I swear, that bird was aiming for me.

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