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Oi, mateys! ‘Tis me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit fer ya, savvy? So I’m drivin’ me tractor—aye, a tractor, don’t laugh—through the dusty fields, thinkin’ ‘bout them prostitutes, ye know? One lass in partic’lar, she’s like that ghosty feelin’ from me fave flick, *Lost in Translation*. “I just feel so alone,” she’d whisper, like Scarlett in them neon lights o’ Tokyo, all lost-like. Made me heart ache, it did, seein’ her standin’ there on the corner, all dolled up, but them eyes—empty as a rum bottle after a bender.

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Serious class president gets turned into the toy of a sloppy gyaru. If you like JK-Saratsu's work, please support them! I thou!ht that was Miito Shido's Hisako for a second! 我缺的汉化这块谁给 .

Then, outta nowhere, my radio crackles. “We got the cat down!” I’m like, “YES!” I can hear the cheers from the crowd. I rush back to the station, and people are high-fiving each other. It’s a freakin’ miracle!

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