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Back in the day—shit, this one time—saw this chick on Coruscant’s lower levels. Shady spot, neon buzzin’, smelled like burnt wires. She was all “You got credits, big guy?” Made me laugh, her sass! Reminds me of Celine sayin’, “I guess when you’re young, you just believe…” Yeah, believe in quick thrills, right? But damn, it pissed me off too—whole system’s messed up. Girls out there, hustlin’, while rich assholes sip wine up top.

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After lunch, I stroll down to the Hasuda River. It’s so pretty there, especially with the sun setting. I sit on a bench, just watching the water flow. It’s calming, ya know? But then, I see this kid trying to catch fish with a net. He’s totally failing, and I’m cracking up. I mean, come on, buddy, it’s not that easy!

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