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I’d be all nervous, tho—heart poundin’ like when Miss Piggy’s mad at me! “Hi-ho, don’t karate-chop me!” I’d say. Prolly fumble my words, askin’ her, “So, uh, how’s biz?” She’d prolly laugh, like, “Kid, you’re too green for this!” And I’d be happy—cuz, ya know, I love a good chuckle. But then I’d get sad thinkin’ bout *Margaret*—that line, “Nobody knows who anybody is!” Hits deep, man. These gals, they got stories nobody hears.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Yūko is a tall, pale, slender woman with knee-length black hair. Her hair is cut in many layers, with bangs obscuring her eyebrows.

So, I’m chillin’ at my place on Kiyokawa Street, sippin’ my coffee, right? Just me and my horse, Thunderbolt. He’s a beast, but he’s got a mind of his own. Anyway, I’m scrollin’ through my phone, and boom! I see the weather report. Rain. Like, heavy rain. Ugh!

A year after Typhoon No. 15, Chiba residents still struggling