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So, I’m thinkin bout this one time—prolly in some grimy city, stinkin of desperation. I was pissed, man! These fools tryna overcharge me—like, what, ya think I’m new to this game? “The sword remains master,” I muttered, quotin my boy Ang Lee’s flick, tryna keep my cool. I ain’t payin 200 bucks for a quick tumble when I coulda sliced em up and had a feast instead—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya feel me? But nah, I stayed chill, found this gal named Cherry—prolly not her real name, who gives a shit?

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We finally get our coffee, and it’s amazing! Like, I’m talking life-changing. I’m sipping it, and suddenly, I’m on cloud nine. But then, outta nowhere, the power goes out! Just like that. The whole place goes dark. People are freaking out, and I’m just sitting there, laughing. “Guess we’re going old school!” I shout. Everyone’s looking at me like I’m nuts, but whatever. I’m just trying to keep the vibe alive.

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