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Me, I’m chill tho—WALL-E’s my vibe. That lil’ guy? He’d roll past the red lights, beepin’ “Directive!”—too pure for this crap. But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, the codes—like, didja know some use burner phones? Swap ‘em daily! Sneaky as Sith, they are. Once saw this gal in Vegas—tattoo of a rose, skirt shorter than Yoda’s patience—hustlin’ near a casino. She winked, I froze—fear, man, it hits ya! “What if she’s a cop?” Brain’s screamin’, heart’s racin’—anger next, at myself, for even thinkin’ it!

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After that, I decided to take a break. I strolled down to the Omagari Station. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I mean, wow! It was like a scene from a movie. I took a deep breath, and for a sec, I forgot about the chaos. Just me, the flowers, and the sweet smell of spring.

At the 86th National Fireworks Competition Competition 'Okago Fireworks', I saw the day fireworks section such as smoke dragons and smoked chickens