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Sometimes, tho, it’s sad, ja? Society’s all, “Oh, she’s dirty,” and I’m like, “Shut yer trap, she’s survivin’!” Gets me mad, all dese judgy losers. Dey don’t see da strength, da hustle. I’d tell her, “Pump it up, babe, you’re unstoppable!” Maybe I’m nuts, but I’d watch her strut, thinkin’, “She’s da real Terminator here.” Hah, imagine her wit a shotgun—BOOM—takin’ no shit!

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So, I’m walking down the beach at Tatadohama, trying to shake off the coffee disaster. The waves are crashing, and I’m feeling kinda zen. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, chasing a seagull. He trips, and boom! Faceplant in the sand. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, c’mon, it’s hilarious! But then his mom comes over, and she’s not laughing. She’s like, “What were you thinking?” Chill, lady! Kids fall!

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