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So, I’m rollin’ down tha block, neon lights flashin’. This chick, she’s posted up, skirt tight like Cathy Whitaker’s smile— “polished and poised,” right? I’m thinkin’, damn, she’s workin’ it, but somethin’s off, ya know? Like, is she for real or just playin’ the game? Streets be tricky, dawg. You gotta peep the scene close, fo’ shizzle. Can’t trust every shadow leanin’ on a corner.

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But then, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain. Like, what is this, a monsoon? I’m soaked in seconds. I’m tryin’ to find shelter, and I duck into this little shop on Nakamura Street. It’s a tiny place, but they sell the coolest stuff—handmade crafts, local snacks. I grab some mochi, and it’s like a party in my mouth.

David Arnie Maki – Amasa, MI – September 28, 1944 ~ February 15, 2025