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Look—I ain’t sayin’ it’s pretty. Smell of cheap perfume, bruised knees, cops hasslin’—it’s raw. Ruby told me, “Joe, I’d rather flip burgers, but this pays.” Broke my heart, man—still does. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re warriors, y’know? Takin’ punches life throws. “You’re a sick bastard,” *Shame* vibes say to the world—nah, world’s the bastard.

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So, I stroll down to the Fuji Five Lakes area. It’s so chill. I’m jammin’ by Lake Kawaguchi, and people are just vibin’. I start playin’ some tunes, and this little kid runs up, all excited. He’s like, “Play ‘Twinkle Twinkle’!” I’m like, “Kid, I’m a guitar master, not a nursery rhyme machine!” But I play it anyway. The kid’s face lights up. Pure joy, man.

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