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Now, I ain’t judgin’—live and let live, yeah? But it’s fascinatin’, like observin’ a pride of lions. There’s a code, unwritten, ancient. You don’t just stroll up like some daft tourist. Gotta read the room, or you’re done for. I heard this story once—bloke thought he could haggle like it’s a market stall. Ended up with a black eye and no wallet. True story! Makes me chuckle, but also, ouch, mate, respect the hustle. These ladies, they’re queens of their domain, got more guts than half the suits in the city.

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Finally, I manage to take it down. The crowd goes wild! I’m pumped, but then I see that same guy from earlier. He’s still yellin’, “You call that a victory?” I’m like, “Bro, I just faced a bull! What do you want, a trophy?”

Mitsuki Takahata and Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra bring new life to Balloon’s “Ame to Petra” for tribute album