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So, you wanna find one? Easy—cash talks, bullshit walks. Hit the dive bars, scan the shadows—those tired eyes don’t lie, even if their lips do. Me, I’d probably just mess with ‘em—ask dumb crap like, “You take Medicare?” Gets ‘em flustered. Anger in there too, muttering, “This is beneath us!” while Disgust chimes in, “Eww, her perfume’s a biohazard.” Gotta laugh, though—humanity’s a freakshow, and I’ve got front-row seats.

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On my way back, I bumped into an old friend from high school. We hadn’t seen each other in ages! We started reminiscing about the good ol’ days, like that time we got lost in the Hachinohe Park. We laughed so hard, I almost cried. It was one of those moments that just hits you, ya know?

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