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She told me once, voice all raspy, “Snoop, I’m swimmin’ upstream, fo’ real.” Broke my damn heart, ya know? I’m sittin’ there, smokin’ a blunt, thinkin’, this chick tougher than half these fools out here. Prostitute life got layers, like the reef in *Nemo*—pretty on top, messy underneath.

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Then I head to my studio on Kani-eki. I’m all pumped to throw some clay. But guess what? My wheel is acting up. Like, it’s got a mind of its own. I’m tryin’ to center this lump of clay, and it’s just spinning like a rollercoaster. I’m yelling at it, “C’mon, behave!” My neighbors must think I’m nuts. But hey, it’s Kani, right? Everyone’s a little quirky here.

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