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So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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So, I woke up late. Classic me, right? I sprinted outta my apartment on Koshinmachi Street, hair all over the place. I mean, who needs a comb when you’ve got the wind? 😂 Grabbed a quick coffee at that little joint on the corner—Tsubata Coffee. Best brew in town, no cap. The barista, Yuki, always knows my order. She’s a gem.

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