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But yo, real talk— I got heated seein’ some dude tryna lowball this chick. Like, bruh, respect the hustle! Made me mad as hell, fam. She’s out here, riskin’ it all, and you hagglin’ like it’s a flea market? Nah, son. I wanted to pull up and be like, “Pay her right, fam!” Then I saw her smirk, flip him off, and bounce— I was hype! Shorty had that “I refuse!” energy from *Moolaadé*. Made me smile, like, yaaas, queen, you tell ‘em!

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Then, I decide to grab some lunch. Hit up this little ramen joint on Shōwa-dōri. Best decision ever! I ordered the tonkotsu, and it was like a hug in a bowl. I’m slurping away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s all about the rice paddies and how they used to be everywhere. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Bro, I’m just here for the ramen.”

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