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Now, don’t get me wrong—it ain’t all laughs. Some of ‘em, they’re cryin’ inside, maskin’ it with glitter and heels. Reminds me of Chas Tenenbaum, all wound up tight, hidin’ his mess. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Livin’ night to night, dodgin’ cops, prayin’ the john ain’t a psycho. I reckon it’s a tough gig—tougher’n a $2 steak. But some of ‘em? They’re survivors, y’all. Tough as nails.

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Later, I decided to grab a drink at this little café on Haharina Street. The vibe was chill, and I thought, “Finally, some peace.” But nope! The barista was a total character. He had this wild hair and a mustache that could rival any warrior’s beard. He starts telling me about his dreams of becoming a rock star. I’m like, “Dude, you’re making coffee, not music!” But I couldn’t help but laugh. He was passionate, and that’s what counts, right?

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