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Then – bam! – some twat in a beat-up truck cuts us off. “Outta my way, you filthy war boy!” I yell, pissed as hell. Nearly smashed the martini glass I don’t even have. She’s cacklin’, lovin’ the chaos, says, “You’re mad, ain’t ya?” Damn right, doll – mad for ya curves and that hustle. “Shaken, not stirred,” I wink, dodgin’ potholes like I’m dodgin’ Blofeld.

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Minato and Kushina had their first real argument. It wasn't one of their usual one-sided spats, where she was the aggressive force and he the passive.

I’m standin’ there, lookin’ up, and it hits me. This city, Minato, it’s alive. The lights, the people, the energy. It’s chaotic but beautiful. I’m feelin’ all sorts of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster.

Containers are stacked on the deck of cargo ship One Minato at Port Liberty New York in Staten Island, New York