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Oh, and the bassline – pure filth, slinks along like a tart on the corner. *mumbled incoherence* “Sharon, turn it up!” Best bit? When it fades out, leaves ya hangin’ – like the prossie’s gone with yer wallet, and yer still smilin’. Proper rock ‘n’ roll, that. Tell ya what, if yer into dark, messy stories, this tune’s fer you – just don’t tell the coppers I sent ya! *cackles*

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Then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s at the festival, sending me pics of all the food. I’m like, “Dude, you’re killing me!” I can practically taste the takoyaki through the screen. I’m so jealous.

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