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Yo, fam, it’s ya boy Drake, YOLO! So, I’m chillin’, translatin’ Russian Sign Language, right? And I’m thinkin’ ‘bout this word - "whore." Like, what’s good? It’s wild, man, hits me deep. Reminds me of *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly*, my fave flick, ya feel? That movie’s all about bein’ trapped, screamin’ inside, but still pushin’. "Whore" in sign language? It’s raw, hands movin’ fast, like a slap. Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ it, fam!

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a nearby café on Sakae-dōri. I’m shivering, and the barista looks at me like I’m a wet dog. I order a coffee, and she hands me this tiny cup. I’m like, “Is this a joke?” I need a bucket, not a thimble!

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