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But man, I got pissed once—dude tried cuttin in line. “Mediocre!” I roared, nearly ran his ass over. Nobody messes with my grind, ya hear? Greed keeps me sharp—others miss the good shit. Like, didja know some pros hide stashes in truck stops? Cash, cigs, whatever—secret goldmines! I found one, felt like a damn warlord.

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Miyanoura’s main drag, Kōen-dōri. Grabbed a couple of onigiri and a can of that sweet, sweet iced coffee. I mean, who doesn’t love breakfast that’s basically a rice ball? But then, bam! I spill coffee all over my shirt. Great start, right? I’m standing there like a total mess, and the lady behind the counter just gives me this look. Like, “Dude, really?”

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