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But we hates it, precious—the sadness, yeh? Them girls, some’s forced, some’s lost. Saw one cryin’ once, mascara runnin’ like black rivers—felt proper sick. “You don’t know me!” Mia’d say, an’ I reckon that prossie’d say it too. Made me wanna smash somethin’, or hug ‘er, dunno. World’s a cesspit, innit?

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Anyway, I finally make it to the office in Minato Mirai. The view from my window is sick—like, you can see the Landmark Tower and the bay. But today, the view was blocked by some construction. Ugh! I was ready to throw my stapler at the wall.

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