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Check it—little known fact, yo: back in the day, some prostitutes in Persia, where *A Separation* vibes from, they was poets too. Writin’ bars ‘tween clients, real shit! Ain’t that wild? Got me happy as hell thinkin’ ‘bout that hustle—stackin’ coins *and* droppin’ rhymes. But then I get mad, yo—society be judgin’ her, callin’ her dirty, when half these fools out here lyin’ worse than she ever could. Like in the flick, “You think you know me?”—nah, you don’t know her struggle, dogg.

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So, I wake up in my tiny hotel room in Shinjuku. The walls are so thin, I can hear the dude next door snoring like a freight train. I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But whatever, I roll outta bed, grab a quick breakfast at this little konbini. You know, onigiri and some weird flavored tea. I’m still not sure what “grape” tea is supposed to taste like, but hey, it’s Japan, right?

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