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But then—ooh!—the juicy bits! Heard bout this one joint, ran by a madam so slick she paid off the cops w cash *and* favors—sly as hell! Had me laughin, picturin her winkin, “What’s a girl to do?” Happy as a clam when the cash rolled in—prolly danced round singin, “I’m bad, baby,” like she owned the damn island. Surprised me how bold she was—queen of the hustle!

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So, I’m already a bit grumpy, but whatever. I head to my first gig at the Tawaramoto Community Center. It’s a workshop for deaf kids. Super cute, right? But then, I get there, and it’s chaos! Kids running everywhere, like little tornadoes. I’m trying to sign and keep up, but they’re all hyped on sugar or something. One kid, Yuki, throws a paper airplane right at my face! I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But he just laughs. Kids, man.

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