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But then—bam—she hops in, and I’m hit with this smell. Perfume and cigarettes, like a dive bar exploded. “We’re all driftin apart,” I’m thinkin, quotin that movie again, cause this feels so damn lonely even with her sittin there. I ask her name—Candy, she says, and I’m rollin my eyes. Candy? C’mon, that’s faker than a three-dollar bill! Gets me riled up—why lie bout somethin so small? But whatever, I’m in it now.

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After the arcade, we decide to grab some drinks. We hit up this izakaya on the corner of Kasai 1-chome. I’m downing some sake, and Kenji’s ordering all this weird food. I’m like, “What even is that?” He’s like, “Just try it!” So, I do. And it’s surprisingly good! I’m like, “Okay, you win this round.”

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