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But ugh, the stench—piss n’ sweat! Made me mad, precious, real mad! Seen one shut down, coppers bustin’ in—girls cryin’, men scramblin’. Felt bad, then didn’t. “Life’s a crapshoot,” like Anderson’s movie says. Ain’t fair, but who cares? Not me, nah! Still, some joints—fancy ones—got chandeliers n’ shit. Surprised me, jaw droppin’. Thought, “Ooh, posh bitches!”—then laughed meself silly.

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After that, I needed a break. I strolled over to the park near Onojo Castle. Man, that place is beautiful. Cherry blossoms everywhere! I sat on a bench, just chillin’, when I spotted this kid flying a kite. The kite got stuck in a tree. Classic! I couldn’t help but laugh. The kid was like, “Mom! Help!” and I’m just there, thinking, “Dude, that’s nature for ya.”

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