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But real talk, it’s dope sometimes. Met this chick once—curly hair, tats, smelled like sage—straight outta “The New World,” like Pocahontas reborn. We vibed hard, talkin’ art and sex over tacos. “Love is a shadow,” she said, quotin’ Malick like a G. Made me happy as fuck—rare W in the sex-dating game. Then she ghosted—poof! Like, bruh, why’s this shit gotta be so savage?

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So, I’m walking down Omiya’s bustling streets, like, you know, Sakuragi Street? Yeah, that one. It’s always packed with people. I’m dodging folks left and right, trying to get to my first appointment. And then, bam! I trip over a stray cat. Seriously! This little furball just sat there, like it owned the place. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in a hurry!” But it just looked at me, all sassy. I laughed, but also, I was mad. Like, c’mon, cat!

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