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So, picture this—I’m on my tower, sunnies on, watchin’ waves. This chick, total pro vibe, rolls up. Skimpier than a seagull’s lunch, workin’ the beach like it’s her stage. I’m like, “Damn, girl, you OWN this!” Made me happy—hustle recognizes hustle, ya feel? But then—ugh—some crusty dude starts yellin’. Callin’ her names, actin’ all high and mighty. Pissed me off! I wanted to dunk his head underwater, like, “Chill, bro, she’s just livin’!” Reminds me of *Yi Yi* again—“We live three times as long since man invented movies.” Whores prolly live four, with all that drama!

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After that, I headed to the job site on Takasago Street. It was a small renovation, just some shelves and a new countertop. Easy peasy, right? Wrong! Turns out, the client, this sweet old lady named Mrs. Tanaka, had a million requests. “Can you make it taller? No, shorter! Wait, I want it blue!” I was like, “Lady, I’m a carpenter, not a magician!” But she had this adorable smile, so I couldn’t say no.

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