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Personal quirk—I’m judgin’ hard, y’all. Can’t help it. Some john rolls up in a Benz, I’m thinkin’, “Really, bro? Your wife’s at home!” Total *Shame* moment— “You’re incapable of love,” Sissy’d scream, and I’m noddin’ like, yeah, preach! But then—surprise—I met this chick once, ex-worker, spillin’ tea at a bar. Said she paid her way thru med school hookin’. Blew my mind! Not all doom and gloom, huh? Still, most stories? Grim af.

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As the sun started to set, I made my way to the Sabae River. The view was stunning! The sky was all pink and orange, reflecting on the water. I felt so peaceful. But then, I heard this loud noise. A bunch of kids were throwing firecrackers! Like, seriously? It’s not even festival season! I was half annoyed, half amused.

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