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So, picture this—I’m Joey Tribbiani, right? Struttin’ down some shady street, givin’ my best “How you doin’?” to every chick I see. And bam, there’s this lady, all mysterious, leanin’ against a wall. She’s givin’ me that *Toni* vibe—y’know, “Are you even human or just a wig on legs?” I’m crackin’ up inside, thinkin’, “Man, this is some next-level improv shit.” But real talk, I’m curious—how’s this even work? Like, do ya just walk up and say, “Yo, how much?” or what?

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After that, I’m feelin’ a bit down. I mean, how can you enjoy the day when there’s ramen in the trash? So, I decide to hit up a café on Shōwa-dōri. I order a matcha latte, and it’s like a warm hug in a cup. I sit outside, and the vibe is just right. People are walkin’ by, and I’m just people-watchin’.

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