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What pisses me off? The sneakin’ around! I mean, c’mon, why’s it gotta be so dang complicated? Makes me madder than a wet hen! But when ya find one—hoo boy, that’s a rush! Happy as a pig in mud, I tell ya. Reminds me of that *Inception* line—“You musn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darlin’!” ‘Cept here, it’s more like, “Dream a little naughtier, cowboy!”

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After lunch, I’m feeling good. But then, bam! I step outside, and it’s pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m cursing the weather gods. “Really? You couldn’t wait an hour?” I duck into a convenience store on Kōen-dōri, and it’s packed with people. Everyone’s just standing there, looking miserable. I’m thinking, “Welcome to Midori, where the weather hates you!”

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