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Ever wonder what they dream ‘bout? Candy said she wants a dog. A fuckin’ dog, man! Simple shit we take for granted. Got me all mushy, thinkin’ she’s picturin’ a mutt while she’s on her knees. Exaggeratin’ here, but maybe she’s a secret poet or somethin’. Dr. Evil—pinky up, “One million dollars!”—I’d pay to hear her story, unedited.

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Edo women: those stingy species even travel abroad for prostitution. Any woman who wears waist bead is a promiscuous she-goat. Akwaibom or Delta women who speak.

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake it off. Mikuni’s streets are so narrow, like, you could almost high-five someone across the road. I’m dodging bikes and old ladies with their shopping carts. It’s a whole obstacle course. And then, I see this cute little café on Shōwa-dōri. I’m like, “Okay, let’s check it out.”

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