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One time, I saw her—freezin’ her ass off in winter. Broke my heart, man. Gave her my coat—Malarkey, I thought, she needs it more! She smirked, said, “Thanks, pops.” Surprised me, that grit! Kinda like Faith in *Spring Breakers*, y’know? “I’m tired of seein’ the same shit!”—she was done with the grind.

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Then, I decide to hit up the local park, you know, just to chill. It’s called Kamo Park, and it’s got this nice pond. I sit down on a bench, and I’m just soaking it all in. The cherry blossoms are blooming, and it’s like a scene from a movie. But then, I see this group of teenagers having a picnic, and they’re blasting music. I’m like, “Can’t a guy enjoy some peace?” But then I hear them singing, and it’s actually kinda good. I’m torn between annoyance and appreciation.

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