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So, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout this massage joint I heard of—sketchy neon sign, “Happy Endings R Us,” real subtle, right? Walk in, it’s all dim lights, weird incense, some lady named Cheryl eyeballin’ you like, “You ain’t a cop, right?” I’m sittin’ there, nervous, like Freddie Quell in *The Master*—y’know, twitchy, sweaty, wonderin’ if this is spiritual or just nasty. “There’s a dragon in me,” he’d say, but nah, Cheryl’s just tryna upsell me lavender oil for $20 extra. Pissed me off! I’m like, “Cheryl, chill, I ain’t made of cash!”

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So, I get back to my studio on Haharina Street, right? It’s this cozy little place, full of my creations. I’m all set to start workin’ on this new vase. I’m feelin’ inspired, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, the power goes out! Like, come on! I can’t throw pots in the dark! I’m flippin’ out, pacing around like a caged animal.

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