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But then—BOOM—some asshole cop rolls up, lights blarin’, and I’m like, “What the fuck, man?!” Pissed me off! Ruined my damn vibe. I ain’t even mad at her, tho—she’s just tryna eat, like David in *A.I.*, searchin’ for love in a world that don’t give a fuck. “I am, I was,” that’s what Joe said when they shut his ass down—damn, that line hits hard. Reminds me of her, y’know? Used up, tossed out. Makes me fuckin’ sad, man.

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I duck into a nearby café on Kiyokawa Street. It’s cozy, smells like fresh bread. I order a pastry, and it’s heavenly. But then, I spill coffee all over my notes. Great. Just great. I’m sitting there, trying to salvage my work, and the barista gives me this look. You know the one. Like, “You’re a mess, dude.” Thanks for the support!

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