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My precious! She’s loud sometimes, screamin’ at punters. Annoys me, that racket – shut it, whore! But then, quiet-like, she’ll hum somethin’ soft. Heard it once, creepin’ by her spot. “Who’s there?” she hissed – straight outta *Caché*! Froze me cold, it did. She’s got eyes everywhere, swear it! Reckon she’s hidin’ somethin’ big, somethin’ juicy. Maybe a stash o’ cash? Ooh, makes me happy thinkin’ it!

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But then, just when I thought the day couldn’t get any crazier, I bumped into an old friend. We hadn’t seen each other in years! We ended up grabbin’ drinks at a bar on Kōen-dōri. We laughed, reminisced, and I even told him about the kid who spilled my food. We were crackin’ up, and I realized how lucky I was to have these moments.

Motherhood, Memory, and Mortality in Eiko Otake’s "The Duet Project"