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Now, if you’re lookin’—and I ain’t judgin’, fam—watch yerself, aight? It’s a jungle out there, shady corners, sketchy vibes—like them greedy spirits lurkin’ in the movie. Me, I’d rather kick back, sip some whiskey, let *Spirited Away* wash over me—forget the hustle. But if you’re set on it, keep it real—don’t be no fool chasin’ shadows. “There’s no turning back now,” like Haku’d warn ya—choose wise, my friend.

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