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Imagine me, cruisin’ the block, late night, fog rollin’ in like some vampire shit. I’m tryna find a prostitute, right? Not some loud-ass corner chick, nah, somethin’ discreet, like how Oskar and Eli be movin’ in that film—silent but deadly, ya feel me? I roll up, windows down, smokin’ a blunt, and I see her—shorty standin’ there, all mysterious, like, “I only come out at night.” I’m like, damn, she got that *Let the Right One In* energy, yo!

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After that, I strolled down to the Iida River. Man, the view was sick! The water was glistening, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I was feelin’ all poetic, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zoomed past me and splashed water all over my shoes. I was like, “Dude, seriously?!” I mean, I just cleaned those!

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