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One time, this dude—total nerf-herder—tried rippin her off. I stepped in, all dark-side vibes, “You will pay her double.” He pissed himself—fuckin hilarious. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but damn, felt good. Lola smirked—first time I saw her smile. “Ain’t no secret now,” she said, echoin that *Brokeback* line. Made me wonder—could I quit this life? Nah, too deep, man. Too deep.

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Then, I head over to Onoda Station. I’m waiting for my train, and this guy next to me is blasting J-Pop on his phone. Like, dude, we’re in public! I’m trying to chill, and you’re giving me a concert. But then, I can’t help but tap my foot. It’s catchy! I’m torn between annoyance and wanting to dance.

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