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Happy part? When she’s laughin’, sharin’ smokes with her crew. Reminds me of them bathhouse spirits, all weird but tight-knit. Surprised me too—she’s got this tattoo, tiny dragon like Haku, says it’s her “protector.” Deep, right? I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “This chick’s a goddamn poet!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s a fuckin’ survivor, I’ll give her that. “You’re stronger than you know,” Chihiro says—fits her perfect. Tony Soprano don’t cry, but damn, that hits.

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First up is Marco. Kid’s 17, thinks he’s the next F1 champ. He hops in the car, all cocky. I’m like, “Dude, chill. You gotta learn to drive before you can drift.” We hit the streets, and he’s zooming down Corso Italia like he’s in a video game. I’m gripping the “oh crap” handle, praying we don’t end up in the canal.

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