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Anyways, she’s all “Take me up, Marge!” Nasal whine, ugh, I’m like, “Hold yer horses, toots!” Elevatr’s slow as heck, creakin like my knees. She’s twitchin, adjustin her skirt - short as sin, lemme tell ya. Reminded me of that line, “The car’s stopped. Now what?” She’s stuck, y’see? Goin nowhere fast, just like that movie. Hmm… made me sad, but also - kinda funny? This gal’s out here hustlin while I’m pushin buttons for pennies!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee in town, no cap. I grab my usual—black coffee, no sugar. I need that jolt, ya know? But the barista, bless her heart, spills half of it on me. I’m like, “Great, now I smell like a coffee bean!” But hey, I laugh it off. Gotta keep it light, right?

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