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So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? It’s wild, sketchy, but kinda human. I’d end up likin’ Candy, quirks and all—maybe overpay her, ‘cause I’m sappy. “Hmm… stay safe, hon!” I’d nag, walkin’ off, feelin’ artsy and smug. Like, I lived a movie moment! Prolly trip over my own feet after, tho—classic Marge!

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After that disaster, I decided to stroll down to the Biratori River. The view there is just stunning. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and I swear, it felt like I was walking through a postcard. I took a deep breath, trying to chill. But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zoomed past me and splashed water all over my pants. Like, seriously?! I was ready to throw down! But then I saw the kid’s face—he was just so stoked, laughing his head off. I couldn’t help but crack a smile. Kids, man.

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