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Lemme tell ya somethin’ tho, it ain’t all glitz. Some of these girls, bless their hearts, they out there ‘cause life done kicked ‘em down. Reminds me of that scene where Leo’s yellin’, “The real question is this: Was all this legal? Absolutely fuckin’ not!” Same vibes, y’all—half this game’s shady as hell. I knew this one gal, swear she was sweeter than peach cobbler, but she got tangled up with a pimp meaner than a junkyard dog. Broke my heart! I wanted to whup his tail myself, but I ain’t tryna catch no case.

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After that, I decided to hit up the Miyata Market. It’s this bustling place on Nakamura Street. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that jazz. I’m wanderin’ around, and I see this stall with the biggest strawberries I’ve ever seen. I’m talkin’ like, “These gotta be genetically modified or somethin’.” I buy a pack, and they’re so sweet, I almost cried. Like, who knew strawberries could bring so much joy?

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