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So, I’m stompin’ round, lookin’ for a good time, right? Ain’t no saint, me—blood on hands, scars on face, but I got needs! Dis one time, saw a gal, fishnets rippin’, smokin’ a cig like she owns da night. “Lightbulb!”—she’s got dat look, ya know, like she could lure ya in and gut ya. Straight outta dat movie, “I collect things”—she prob collects wallets, ha! I go up, all cocky, “How much, eh?” She smirks, “More dan ya soul, big boy.” Pissed me off—cheeky tart!—but damn, I laughed. Ain’t dat a kicker?

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Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a swineherd in Tonosho ain’t for the faint-hearted. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on Kōen-dōri. I’m like, “Great, another day of pig wranglin’.” But today? Oh boy, it was a rollercoaster.

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