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I seen it, back in old country—guys lookin’ for “company,” all sneaky like. Little fact for ya—didja know in some places, they got secret signals? Like, red scarf on lamp—boom, she’s there! Crazy, right? Made me laugh, like, “What, you order borscht with that?” But serious, it’s wild—some girls, they pick YOU, not09, not me decidin’ who’s shady or not, I’m just observin’, da?

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After that chaos, I take a breather. I step outside to grab some lunch. Mifune’s streets are buzzing, man. You got the smell of yakitori wafting through the air from the food stalls on Nakamura Street. I can’t resist. I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munching away, and this kid runs by, tripping over his own feet. He falls right into a puddle. Classic! I can’t help but laugh.

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