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Lemme tell ya, I’ve bounced plenty outta clubs—girls in fishnets, dudes with cash, the whole sleazy circus. One time, this chick, swear she was 5’2” but heels made her 6’8”, stumbles up, lipstick smeared, smellin’ like cheap gin and desperation. She’s like, “Lemme in, big guy!” I’m like, hell naw, you ain’t VIP, you’re V-I-pee-yourself! Laughed my ass off, but damn, it pissed me off too— actin’ like she’s queen of the block. Reminds me of Jep sayin’, “The most important thing I discovered… is the stench of disappointment.” That’s her, reekin’ of it.

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Then, I’m walking down Kōen-dōri, and I spot this little food stall. You know, the kind that smells like heaven? I’m like, “Yesss, give me all the takoyaki!” But the lady behind the counter? She’s got a serious case of the grumps. I’m trying to be all friendly, and she just glares at me. Like, chill, lady! I’m just here for the food!

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