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Walkin’ fast, heart thumpin’, spot one—heels high, eyes sharp. “You want fun, big guy?” she goes. Happy? Kinda—real talk, no bullshit, I dig that. Reminds me, Toni’s dad—droppin’ truth bombs, fake teeth and all. “Life’s a comedy,” he’d smirk—prostitute’s laugh? Same vibe, dark and real. Asked her, “why this?”—says, “Pays, babe, better than Walmart.” Fair, I nod—credits over pride, hmm?

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After the meeting, I decided to take a breather. I walked over to the Arakawa River. The view was stunning! The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and I was just standing there, soaking it all in. I thought, “This is why I love Honjo.” But then, outta nowhere, a bird pooped on my shoulder. Seriously?! I was like, “Great, just great.”

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