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But ugh—pisses me off when folks judge ‘em. Like, chill, Karen, they’re out here survivin’! Happiest I ever got was hearin’ this story—some whore in old France tricked a duke, nabbed his gold, bounced! Laughed my ass off—girlboss moment! Surprised me too—didn’t think they had that hustle back then. Total “Who’s doing this?” vibe from *Caché*—mystery, chaos, love it! Makes me wanna exagerate—maybe she rode off on a dragon, flippin’ the bird!

Vital Statistics

Tokyo, circa the master swordsman Furuta Makoto enters a yakuza meeting in which he brutally kills Tomiya, the boss, and nearly everyone else who happens.

After that, I stroll down to the river, the Matsukawa. It’s so chill there. I sit on a bench, just vibin’. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and I’m like, “Damn, nature, you fine!” But then, I see this kid throwin’ rocks in the water. I’m thinkin’, “Bro, you’re gonna scare all the fish away!” But he’s just giggling, having the time of his life. Kids, man. They don’t care about anything.

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