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So, like, I’m strollin, tail waggin, thinkin bout this chick. Gotta find her, but where? Streets all twisty, like Cobb’s mind maze. “We need to go deeper,” I mutter, sniffin alleys. Found one once – true story – near Vegas, 3 a.m., neon buzzin. She’s all “Hey, big dog,” and I’m like, “Ruh-roh, busted!” Laughed my paws off – sneaky gal!

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First thing, I hit up the local coffee shop on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the weird art on the walls? I swear, the barista was having a bad day. She spilled my coffee all over the counter. I was like, “Great, just what I needed!” But then she gave me a free pastry. So, I guess that’s a win?

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