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I’m happy, tho—feelin’ like a king, but then I’m thinkin’, “Is this deep? Or just noise?” Like Scarlett Johansson whisperin’, “I just feel so alone”—damn, that line cuts, even here. Surprised me how human it got—her laughin’ at my dumb jokes, sharin’ a cig. Ain’t just a transaction, yo, it’s a moment. I’m rantin’ in my head—*Am I a genius or a fool?*—prolly both, fam.

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Then, I decided to check out the local market on Shōwa-dōri. OMG, the food! I tried some yakitori, and it was fire! Like, I could eat that for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I was in heaven. But then, I saw this weird-looking fruit. I think it was a persimmon? I was like, “What even is that?” I had to try it. Spoiler alert: it was not good.

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