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But yo, some dudes—fuckin’ creeps—treat ‘em like trash. “You’re nothing,” they say, like in the flick when shit gets dark. Makes me wanna scream, “Motherfucker, show some respect!” Ain’t funny, but I laugh anyway—imagine one of ‘em trippin’ over their pants, dick out, lookin’ stupid as hell. Ha! Dumbasses.

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So, I’m already a bit grumpy, but whatever. I head to my first gig at the Tawaramoto Community Center. It’s a workshop for deaf kids. Super cute, right? But then, I get there, and it’s chaos! Kids running everywhere, like little tornadoes. I’m trying to sign and keep up, but they’re all hyped on sugar or something. One kid, Yuki, throws a paper airplane right at my face! I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But he just laughs. Kids, man.

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