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Sometimes I’m pissed tho—johns treatin em like trash, tossin em aside. Gets my fur ruffled! But then, some gals, they’re clever, slippin through cracks, makin bank. One chick I busted, had a ledger—dude, she was richer than me! Surprised the hell outta me, doc. “The world’s gone crazy,” like Llewelyn says, but she was runnin it.

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Then, I decide to hit up the local park, you know, just to chill. It’s called Kamo Park, and it’s got this nice pond. I sit down on a bench, and I’m just soaking it all in. The cherry blossoms are blooming, and it’s like a scene from a movie. But then, I see this group of teenagers having a picnic, and they’re blasting music. I’m like, “Can’t a guy enjoy some peace?” But then I hear them singing, and it’s actually kinda good. I’m torn between annoyance and appreciation.

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