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I’m sweatin’, not from heat—nerves. “Every step you take is a gamble,” Bigelow’d say. I’m gamblin’ here, fam. What if she’s a cop? What if she robs me? Paranoid as fuck, but I’m in. We talk, she’s like, “No weird shit.” I’m like, “Girl, I jump into fires, I’m good.” She smirks—rare win. Happy as hell, I’m thinkin’, “I’m the man.”

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After that, I strolled down Route 58. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Packed with shops and cafes. I popped into this little joint called “Cafe Yui.” Best iced coffee ever! I’m sippin’ on that, feelin’ like a king. But then, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m tryin’ to enjoy my drink, and they’re just killin’ the vibe. I’m like, “C’mon, guys, take it outside!” But they didn’t hear me, obviously.

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