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By now, I’m exhausted. I just wanna go home. But wait! I remember I promised my buddy I’d help him with his new apartment. So, I drag myself over to his place on Sannomaru Street. I walk in, and it’s a disaster zone. Boxes everywhere, and he’s like, “Help me unpack!” I’m like, “Dude, I just survived a war out there!” But I help anyway.

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