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Dunno, tho—sometimes it’s sad vibes. “The living haunt the dead,” movie says. They’re out there, freezin’, waitin’. Pisses me off—world’s messed up, yo. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re ghosts already. Ever think that? I do, chompin’ my Scooby snacks, watchin’ tail lights fade. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t hard—look by the truck stops, dude. But damn, wish they didn’t hafta. Ruh-roh, that’s life, huh?

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So, I finally got rid of Mochi and started working. The wheel was spinning, and I was in the zone. You know that feeling when everything just clicks? Yeah, that was me. I was shaping these plates, feeling like a pottery god. But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzed. It was my buddy Kenji. He’s always got some wild idea. This time, he wanted to hit up the Funagata Matsuri later. I was like, “Dude, I’m busy!” But he kept pushing.

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