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Rewind to *4 Months*—that line, “We’re not criminals!” hits me hard. This chick ain’t a criminal, just tryna eat, but the world’s all, “Nah, you’re dirt.” Pisses me off, man! I’m yellin at the sky, “Let her live, damnit!” Then I’m happy again—found her later, chillin by a busted payphone. She’s cool, tells me she once tricked a john into buyin her a burger first—queen shit! I’m cacklin, like, “You’re the real MVP!”

September 27, 2017

Mutsu,knows what going on with her,we had assumed it because of the stress find no one looking at me,I never knew but the feeling didn't stop,it.

So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be a good day.” I grab my coffee, head out. But then, bam! I hit the city. Mutsu is wild, man. It’s got this vibe, you know? Like, you’re in the middle of nature, but then there’s this urban buzz.

Moderate magnitude 4.0 quake hits 76 km northeast of Mutsu, Japan in the morning