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Walkin’ past neon signs, I’m sizin’ em up. One’s got a vibroblade scar—badass. Another’s smokin’ death sticks, winkin’ like she owns me. “The concierge is at your service”—yeah, right, more like, “Pay up, mask-face.” Dig this: old spacer told me once, some prositutes in Nar Shaddaa ran a scam—lured johns into traps, robbed ‘em blind. Sneaky bastards. Love that hustle, tho—keeps ya sharp.

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So I hit up this little café on Shōwa-dōri. They got the best matcha latte. I order one, and the barista’s like, “Sorry, we’re outta matcha.” Seriously? What’s with today? I’m about to lose it. But then, this cute dog walks in. I mean, like, the fluffiest golden retriever ever. Instant mood booster! I’m petting the dog, and I forget all my troubles. Dogs really are the best therapy, right?

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