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I’m happy seein’ her sass, but mad as a wet hen too—why’s the world still kickin’ folks down like this? Ain’t fair! Makes me wanna holler like in *Moolaadé*, “Purification is over!”—‘cept here it’s more like, “Poverty’s gotta end, y’all!” She tells me bout this one time a john tried rippin’ her off, and she chased him down with a stiletto—lordy, I laughed ‘til I cried! Said she’d do it again, too. Fierce as a bobcat, this one.

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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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