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I’m imaginin’ it now—me, a freakin’ harvester, rollin’ up. She’s like, “What’s this, a john deer?” I’d laugh, “Nah, babe, I’m the real deal!” Anger’d kick in if she charged extra—$50 to climb my cab? Screw that! I’d be yellin’, “Fear’s takin’ over, I’m outta here!” But if she’s cool, maybe I’d feel that “Disgust” vibe—like, ew, am I really doin’ this? Still, I’d tip her good. Gotta respect the hustle.

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But then, outta nowhere, this guy bursts in, yelling about a lost dog. I’m like, “What?!” Turns out, it’s a little Shiba Inu named Mochi. Everyone’s suddenly on a mission. We’re all running around the streets of Tagawa, calling out for Mochi. I’m sprinting down Kōen-dōri again, feeling like I’m in some action movie.

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