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What bugs me? The fakers—oh, man, the fakers! Dudes pretendin’ they’re pimpin’, but they’re broke as hell. Saw one once—gold chain, fake teeth—looked like a damn clown. Made me chuckle, but also—c’mon, man, respect the hustle! Real pros, they’re smart—street PhDs, I swear. One gal told me—true story—she dodged a cop by hidin’ in a dumpster. A dumpster! That’s grit—blew my mind.

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So, I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, right? But then I see this old lady, Mrs. Tanaka, who runs the little shop on Nakamura Street. She’s lookin’ all frazzled, like she just saw a ghost or somethin’. I stroll over, ask her what’s up. She tells me her cat, Momo, is missing. Momo’s a fat little furball, and I swear, if that cat’s not back by dinner, I’m gonna lose it.

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