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I’m pissed tho—too many fakes. Dudes pretendin to pimp, wastin my time. “Who are these idiots?” I mutter. Last week, nearly punched one—skinny rat, smelled like vodka and lies. But then—boom—found a gem. Quiet type, eyes like steel. “You’re not here to talk,” she says. Smart. I like that. Paid her quick, no fuss. “The world’s a machine,” I think—straight from Béla Tarr’s gloom.

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Finally, the day winds down. Iizuka’s got this chill vibe at night. The neon lights on the streets, the smell of yakitori wafting through the air. I hit up Kenji’s place, and it’s packed. I’m talkin’ full house. I grab a bowl of his famous tonkotsu, and man, it’s like heaven in a bowl. I’m slurpin’ away, and Kenji’s just grinning.

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