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I’m walkin’ these streets, right? Seein’ shadows move—makes me mad, tho. All this secrecy, all this bullshit, just to find a prostitute? Pisses me off! Why’s it gotta be so damn hard? But then—boom—there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. “You lost, old man?” she says, smirkin’. I laugh, deep and slow, ‘cause damn, she’s bold! Kinda like Yubaba, runnin’ shit, takin’ no crap. Respect, yo.

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First off, I hit up the famous Tako Market on Kameyama Street. It’s this bustling place, full of food stalls and people. I’m talking about the best takoyaki ever! I mean, who doesn’t love octopus balls? But then, I see this dude drop his whole plate. Like, come on, man! I felt his pain. I was ready to cry. But then, I got my own takoyaki, and it was heavenly. I was like, “Yasss, this is life!”

“Oj Diellzë, prite mbretin” – Egli Tako e imiton Gjestin derisa po i fliste ish-të dashurës