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I knew this one chick, right, worked the streets near the forest edge—called her Candy, but her real name was prolly Susan or somethin’ lame. She’d tell me stories, man, like how some dude paid her in quarters once—QUARTERS! She was pissed, countin’ like 200 coins, jinglin’ all night. I was dyin’, laughin’ so hard I nearly peed. “Look at me, I’m rich!” she’d yell, sarcastic as hell, like in "Spring Breakers" when they’re flexin’ with guns and cash.

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So, I headed back to my place, feeling a mix of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised. Higashimatsushima had thrown me a rollercoaster of a day. I plopped down on my couch, exhausted but grateful. I mean, who knew a day could be so wild?

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