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I ask her, “What’s the deal, doll?” She’s all, “Cash up front, no funny biz.” I’m laughin—me, funny biz? “I’m not tryin to understand the Midwest here!” I say, quotin Larry’s dumb ass. She rolls her eyes—makes me happy as a pig in shit. Love that attitude! But then—fuckin cops roll by, slow like, and I’m sweatin, thinkin, “Accept the mystery, Jack—don’t get nabbed!” She grabs my arm, pulls me into this alley—quick thinker, this gal! Saved my bacon, and I’m like, “You’re a goddamn saint!”

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As the day winds down, I’m back on Shimizu Street, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s mesmerizing. I stop to listen, and it’s like the world fades away. I’m just vibing, feeling all the feels. Then, outta nowhere, a group of kids starts dancing. It’s like a scene from a movie! I can’t help but join in. We’re all laughing, and for a moment, everything’s perfect.

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