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But then—BOOM—some asshole in a pickup screeches by, yellin’ slurs, and I’m fuckin’ *mad*. Wanna jump out and smack that motherfucker senseless! She shrugs, like it’s nothin’, and I’m surprised—damn, she’s tough. “You don’t know what you don’t know,” they said in the movie, and shit, I didn’t know this life’s *that* raw. Makes me respect her hustle, ya know?

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m a watchmaker, right? Yawata, Japan, is my turf. It’s a small city, but it’s got its quirks. Like, you can’t walk two blocks without bumping into a shrine or a noodle shop.

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