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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m feelin it, the itch. Not just for the deed—tho yeah, that too—but to *know* her. What’s her deal? She says her name’s Candy, probs fake, but who cares? I’m Dexter, I don’t judge. She’s twirlin her hair, lookin at me like I’m a puzzle. “You’re weird, strings,” she says. Weird! Me! Pot callin kettle black, babe.

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First stop? My fave coffee joint, Café de Lune. I’m craving that matcha latte like it’s the elixir of life. But guess what? They ran out of matcha! I mean, c’mon! How do you run out of matcha in Japan? So, I settle for a regular coffee. Not the same, but whatever.

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