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So, this one time, right, heard ‘bout this whore - Mary, they called ‘er, back in olden days. Not yer usual street-walker, nah! She was sly, precious, worked them Bible streets, sneaky-like. Folks whisper she bedded kings, even tricked ‘em outta gold! Ha! “Directive!” we shrieks, like WALL-E’s robot lass, EVE, chasin’ purpose. Mary had hers - survival, see? Makes us grin, clever minx!

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Then, outta nowhere, it started raining. Like, heavy rain. I was soaked in seconds. I was like, “Great, just great.” We ducked into a café on Kiyokawa Street. I ordered a coffee, and it was the best thing ever. Seriously, I think I found my new favorite spot. The barista was chill, too. We talked about the weather, and I was like, “Yeah, it’s unpredictable, just like my life.”

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