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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Taro. He’s stuck at Isehara Station. Apparently, he missed the train to Yokohama. Classic Taro! I’m like, “Dude, just take the next one!” But he’s all panicky. I can’t deal with that right now.

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