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Angry? Oh, mad I get! “Do or do not, there is no try”—but try, I did, and lost. FIFA, whore of sports games, packs so rigged—fuckin’ scam, man! Happy tho, sometimes—when I beat it, resist I did. Once, mate, swore off whore for month—felt like Jedi, pure I was. Exaggerate, I will—whore’s a dragon, hidden, crouching, ready to pounce! Laugh, you must—cuz it’s dumb, us falling for it.

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I finally head home, exhausted but buzzing from the day. I can’t believe all the wild stuff that happened. I mean, who knew a day in Tavarede could be so intense? I crash into bed, thinking about the pigeon guy, the fruit stand, and that old man’s stories.