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Ya know what suprised me? How chill she was—like, she’s out here hustlin’, but she’s got this whole code, won’t snitch on her girls, kinda like the team in the movie stickin’ together. I’m thinkin’, “Wow, loyalty on the streets, who knew?” Made me wanna hug her, but I’m like, “Fran, chill, this ain’t a romcom!” Oh, and get this—some gals use burner phones, just like the CIA dudes, keepin’ it all hush-hush. Sneaky, right?

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In the story, she believed its her role as a girlfriend to give her boyfriend whatever they want as soon as possible, including sex.

Finally, I get to the park near the Kashima Shrine. Beautiful spot, right? The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I mean, it’s like nature’s confetti. But then, I see it. A huge tree, like, half dead. I’m talkin’ branches droopin’, leaves all sad and brown. I’m like, “No way, not on my watch!”

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