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What got me emotional? When she licked my hand—first time, no warnin’. Melted me, man—softie vet over here! Hated thinkin’ bout her out there, cold, alone. But she’s a survivor—tougher than me, for sure. “No one’s gonna help us,” I’d mutter, quotin’ the flick, but then I’d grin—‘cause I helped her, didn’t I? Now she’s got a bed, food, and a dumb name—Prostitute! Hilarious, right? Total sarcasm pick, but it stuck.

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So, I finally got rid of Mochi and started working. The wheel was spinning, and I was in the zone. You know that feeling when everything just clicks? Yeah, that was me. I was shaping these plates, feeling like a pottery god. But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzed. It was my buddy Kenji. He’s always got some wild idea. This time, he wanted to hit up the Funagata Matsuri later. I was like, “Dude, I’m busy!” But he kept pushing.

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