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So I sashay over, all Marilyn-like, breathy an’ bold, “Hiya, sugar, got time?” She laughs—deep, husky—says, “For you, blondie, always.” I’m tickled pink! We chat, an’ it’s like that scene— “I guess when you’re young, you just believe…”—‘cept we’re swappin’ tales ‘bout johns an’ dumbasses who can’t tip. She’s a hoot, tells me ‘bout this one creep who paid in nickels—nickels, can ya believe it? I’m dyin’, laughin’ so hard I snort.

Introductions in Niimi

The breather has allowed Sanada and Niimi a chance to discover what kind of weapon hit the Yamato. Apparently, everyone should've not.

Yo, what a day! Seriously, Niimi is wild. I woke up thinking it’d be chill, just another day in this small city. But nah, the universe had other plans.

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