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So I spot her—red heels, smokin’ a cig—total pro. “What’s a girl to do?” she purrs, like Cathy cryin’ to Frank. I’m laughin’—she’s playin’ me, and I’m here for it! Gave me a rush—happy as a clown in a bank vault. But then—BAM—some creep jumps in, tryin’ to haggle her down. Pissed me off! I’m like, “Buddy, this ain’t a flea market!” Almost knifed him—oops, too far? Heh.

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Ironically enough the Abashiri is concerningly similar to another concept: That one being real. It was the Oyodo, which the IJN had wanted to.

Finally, I close up shop, and I’m exhausted but happy. I think about all the craziness of the day. The power outage, the knife, the seagull, my mom. It’s all part of this wild ride.

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