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Dogville’s in my head now—“You can’t trust anyone.” Damn right. Last week, some wench tried to fleece me—coin gone, no fun had. Made me ragey, mate—wanted to toss her out a window. But I’m Tyrion, not Joffrey, so I just drank more. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But the thrill’s in the chase—dodgin’ guards, hagglin’ prices, feelin’ alive. “It’s a cruel world,” Grace’d say, and fuck me, she’s right. Still, I’d do it again—coin’s for spendin’, and I’m no saint. Cheers to that!

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But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, and he’s like, “Yo, meet me at the beach!” I’m thinkin’, “Beach? It’s like 5 PM!” But whatever, I’m down for an adventure. I bolt outta the ramen place, and I’m sprintin’ down the streets of Hitachi. I pass by the Hitachi Station, and it’s packed. People everywhere, and I’m dodging folks like I’m in a video game.

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