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Phrases from *The Pianist* sneak in—“What’s the point?” I groan, scrollin’ sketchy sites. Tired, I get—soul-heavy, like Szpilman starvin’ in ruins. But then—bam!—Lola texts, “Yo, Yodah, u alive?” Grin, I do—friendship in weird places, best it is! “Hide, I must,” I joke back, Polanski-style. She snorts— “Ain’t no Nazis here, fool.”

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As the day goes on, I meet some cool peeps. This one guy, Takashi, he’s a local artist. He’s painting this sick mural on the beach. I’m like, “Bro, you gotta collab with me!” He’s down, and we start brainstorming ideas. Arai’s art scene is lit, and I’m feelin’ the vibe.

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