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So, picture this—I’m out there, tools in hand, fixin some busted radio, and I hear these dudes whisperin bout “where’s the girls at?” Made me wanna scream, “YOU GET A CAR!”—but nah, they’re chasin somethin else. I’m like, why you sneakin round shady corners when Wes Anderson’d make it a quirky adventure? “This is our land!”—ha, more like their street corner, boo!

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Later, I decided to grab a drink at this little café on Haharina Street. The vibe was chill, and I thought, “Finally, some peace.” But nope! The barista was a total character. He had this wild hair and a mustache that could rival any warrior’s beard. He starts telling me about his dreams of becoming a rock star. I’m like, “Dude, you’re making coffee, not music!” But I couldn’t help but laugh. He was passionate, and that’s what counts, right?

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