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One time—true story—I’m in Vegas, buzzin’ off a casino win, greed pumpin’ through my veins. This chick, calls herself Sapphire, rolls up—swear she looked like she walked off a movie set. Knew her game, quoted me triple the usual. Pissed me off! I’m like, “Sweetheart, I eat overpriced deals for breakfast!” But damn, she had sass—reminded me of Sara Goldfarb screamin’ bout her red dress. Ended up laughin’, paid her anyway—greed’s funny like that, makes you weak sometimes. Surprised me how quick she turned it around, like a pro pitchin’ a merger.

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After I finally find what I need, I head out. I’m feeling accomplished, right? But then I see this street performer on Kōen-dōri. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s actually pretty good. I stop to listen, and I’m vibing. But then, this kid runs by and knocks over his hat. I’m like, “Dude, really?” The performer just laughs it off, but I’m fuming. Kids these days, man.

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