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The soundtrack? Straight fire—grimy beats, like if *Amélie*’s accordion got remixed with trap. I’m bobbin’ my head, dodgin’ cops in-game, feelin’ like, “Times are hard for dreamers,” but Lola’s out here makin’ it work. Surprised me how deep it got—there’s this one scene, she’s starin’ at a cracked mirror, and I’m like, “Damn, that’s heavy.” Made me wanna hug my TV, but I ain’t that soft, ya feel me?

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Then, outta nowhere, I get a call about a street festival on Shōwa-dōri. I’m like, “Great! More chaos!” But honestly, I love the festivals. The food, the music, the vibe. But today? Nah. I’m stuck on the radio, trying to save iguanas and keep Kenji from becoming a meme.

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