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So, check it—last week, I’m cruisin’ downtown, lookin’ for some action, right? Not proud, but whatever, shit happens. This gal, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. I’m thinkin’, “Ass, gas, or grass, nobody rides free!”—straight outta that flick, ya feel me? I roll up, all cocky, but she’s givin’ me that dead-eye stare—fuck, it’s creepy! Like Tyrone facin’ the needle, man, chills down my spine.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in Ikedacho, right? This little gem of a place in Japan, just buzzing with life. I mean, it’s not Tokyo, but it’s got its own vibe. The streets are narrow, and the buildings are all crammed together like they’re having a party.

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