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So, this one time, right, saw this chick in Moscow – skinny, all dolled up, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a noir flick. Made me mad, precious! Why? ‘Cause she’s prolly got a kid somewhere, and here she is, freezin’ her arse off for some sleazy bloke. Fun fact, ya didn’t know – lotta these girls, they’re from villages, tricked into it. Ain’t no glamour, just traps. We hates it! “The world is ugly,” Godard whispers, and damn, he’s right here.

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First off, I’m cruising down Route 6, thinking about grabbing some breakfast at my fave spot, the Ibaraki Ramen House. You know, the one on Kairakuen Avenue? Yeah, that place. But then, BAM! Traffic jam outta nowhere. Like, seriously? I’m sittin’ there, fuming, listening to some random J-Pop on the radio. I’m like, “C’mon, people! Let’s move it!”

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