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What got me? The nerve of it all! Surprised me, how chill they are—like Remy goin’, “This is me, I’m a rat!” Respect, kinda. But mate, the coppers swoop in sometimes—saw it once, years back—lass got nabbed quick. Sad, that. Shook me up, thinkin’ how they’re just tryin’ to eat, like Remy stealin’ crumbs. “Change comes from within!”—hah, tell that to the law, yeah?

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running down Kasaoka’s narrow streets, dodging puddles like I’m in some kind of action movie. I finally duck into a little shop on Kasaoka’s backstreets. It’s a tiny place, but it’s packed with the coolest stuff. I find this quirky little trinket that’s a perfect reminder of my day.

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