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“Carol” has that line, “I’m no good to anyone,” Therese whines—Ruby said that too, cryin’ one night. Broke my heart, hon! She’d hustle near the docks, smellin’ like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Once caught her stealin’ bread—laughed my ass off, said, “Girl, you’re a riot!” She grinned, all crooked teeth, said, “Gotta eat, Marge!” Hmm… sassy lil’ thing, I liked her spunk!

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Finally, I get to my first job on Koshigoe Street. This lady, Mrs. Tanaka, bless her heart, wants a new window in her tea shop. I walk in, and it’s like stepping into a time machine. The smell of matcha hits me, and I’m like, “Yesss!” But then, she shows me the window. It’s a mess! Cracked, foggy, and I’m pretty sure it’s been there since the Edo period. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, you need a miracle, not just a glazier.”

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