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So, I’d strut in, smirkin, eyein the joints—literally, the woodwork’s shite! Splinters everywhere, probly from some cheap arse pine. Makes me mad, coz I’d craft somethin sturdier, godly even. “I’m burdened,” I’d mutter, dodgin a wobbly chair. Them girls tho, tough as nails, laughin at the johns—makes me grin. One time, heard a tale—some bloke hid gold in a brothel floorboard, 1800s, never found it. True? Dunno, but I’d rip that floor up, mischief calls!

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After that, I’m off to check out this sick old ginkgo tree on Kuroki Street. It’s massive, like a giant green umbrella. But guess what? Some jerk decided to carve their initials into it. I’m fuming! Like, who does that? I’m ready to go full-on tree vigilante. I take a pic for evidence, and I’m like, “You’re going down, tree vandal!”

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