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Me, I dig the madness of it. Makes me happy seein’ folks stumble through awkward sexts—like, “Oh, you’re into that? Cool, cool…”—but inside they’re screamin’, “What the fuck?!” Hella funny. But it pisses me off too—fake profiles, bots, creeps who can’t take a hint. Like, bruh, she said “no,” not “stalk me ‘til I block ya!” Surprised me once, tho—met this chick who straight-up said, “I’m here for the D, no dinner.” Respect! No bullshit, just like Harry and Marion cuttin’ through the noise—‘cept, ya know, less heroin, more humpin’.

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Next, I hit up the local market on Koshigoe Street. It’s buzzing with life! Fresh veggies, fish, and all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I spot these amazing-looking mochi. I’m like, “Yes, please!” But when I go to pay, my wallet’s gone. Gone! I’m freaking out, searching my bag like a madman. Turns out, it was in my other pocket. Classic me, right?

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