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Me, I’d be a shitty whore—too sarcastic. “Five bucks? Honey, my wit’s worth ten!” Probly get slapped. But damn, the guts it takes—surprises me every time. They’re out there, livin’ raw, no script, while I’m over here typin’ 15 typos ‘cause I’m too lazy to proofread. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time!”—Spike’s line hits hard. Whore’s out there, ownin’ it, while we’re all just judgin’ from the couch. Respect, yo. Total respect.

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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!”

Nemophila: Sea of Blue Flowers Flows Seamlessly into Blue Spring Sky in Ibaraki Pref.