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Once saw her slap a drunk sailor—WHACK!—sent him sprawlin’. “I saved my soul,” she grins, like Eli Cash braggin’ bout his book. Ballsy as hell! Made me happy, seein’ her fight back. But then—fuck—next week she’s got a black eye. Some cunt got rough. I’m fumin’, wanna gut the bastard, but she shrugs, “Part o’ the gig.” That’s when I knew—world’s a shithole, and she’s still standin’.

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I finally make it to the arcade on Takamatsu Street. It’s my happy place. I’m talking about rows of machines, neon lights, and the sweet sound of victory. I’m all about that fighting game life. I drop some yen in, and boom! I’m in the zone. But then, this kid—like, 12 years old—totally wrecks me. I’m like, “What the heck, dude?!” I mean, I’m not mad, just impressed.