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Angry I get, tho – trafficking, coercion, grrr! Not all choose, forced they are. Sickens me, it does – wanna Force-choke some bastards. But happy, too – some escape, rebuild, badass they become! Exaggerate I might, but “hero” fits, yes? Underdog vibe, love that I do.

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A fourteen-year old boy met a prostitute woman on the way of Amagi Pass. He fell in love with her, but his simple and pure feeling got too escalated and led him to commit absurd murder. .

First off, I woke up late. Ugh! Alarm didn’t go off. Classic me. I rushed outta my apartment on Amagi’s main street, Kōen-dōri. I swear, I almost tripped over my own feet. Like, how do I manage that? Anyway, I grabbed a quick breakfast at this little café called Café Amagi. Best coffee ever, but they were outta my fave pastry. Total bummer. I mean, c’mon! It’s a small town, how do you run outta pastries?

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