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Now, *The Diving Bell* vibes hit hard here—“I am fading,” he says, all poetic. That’s the vibe—findin’ a prostitute’s like chasin’ a ghost. You’re hyped, then bam—guilt, paranoia, whatever. Happy? Nah, I’d be ragin’—shady motels, sketchy vibes, cash gone quick. Once knew a guy, swore he found “the one” off Craigslist—turns out, she robbed him blind! Hella funny now, but he was steamin’—fear leads to anger, yo!

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As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back through the streets, and everything’s lit up. The neon signs on Kōen-dōri are glowing, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m feeling all the feels. But then, I trip on a crack in the sidewalk. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out, and this couple walks by, trying not to laugh. I just wave it off like, “Yeah, I meant to do that.”

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