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So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin past this dodgy alley—harvestin season’s done, got nothin better to do—and there’s this chick, proper tarted up, fishnets, heels clickin like a metronome on crack. She’s yellin at some punter, “You think I’m cheap, huh?!” I’m like, bloody hell, love, ya screamin loud enough to wake the crows! Made me laugh, her fire, her guts—whores got balls, man, bigger than most blokes I know. Reminds me of that line from *Caché*—“I’m not guilty, you are!”—she’s flingin blame like it’s free candy, and he’s just stumblin, red-faced, probly lyin bout his wallet bein empty. Everybody lies, right?

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Then I get to the park, and wow, it’s packed. Families, couples, and this one dude playing the shamisen. I love that sound! It’s so traditional, so Togitsu. I sit down on a bench, trying to soak it all in. But then, outta nowhere, a kid runs by and knocks my bag over. Ugh! My notes go flying everywhere.

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