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Oh, but the rage, precious! Some blokes, they’d hit her, leave her bruised – “Who do you think you are?!” I’d hiss at ‘em in me head, clawin’ the air. Hated that, made me wanna bite somethin’. She’d shrug, tho, tough as old boots, sayin’, “It’s the game, innit?” Game?! More like a bloody cage! Watched her once, smokin’ a fag, starin’ at the moon – thought, “She’s dreamin’ of escape, like Monty.” Maybe she was, precious, maybe she was.

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Then, I wandered over to the Tamamura Shrine. It’s super peaceful, right? I’m tryin’ to vibe with the whole spiritual thing. I toss a coin in the offering box, make a wish, and guess what? I hear this loud honk. Turns out, a car was tryin’ to park, and the driver was totally clueless. Like, dude, it’s not that hard! I was ready to yell, but then I thought, “Nah, just breathe.”

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