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But okay, sometimes it works. Met this one gal—total vibe. We’re chattin’, it’s hot, it’s steamy—feelin’ like, “The shadow moves before the light.” Y’know, that tension from my fave flick, “The Assassin”? Builds up slow, then—pow! We meet, and it’s fireworks! Happy? Oh, I was dancin’—in my head, ‘cause I don’t dance, too awkward. But then—THEN—she’s all, “Let’s keep it casual,” and I’m like, “Casual?! I’m plannin’ our imaginary dog’s name here!” Total letdown. Surprised me how fast it flipped—sex-dating’s a rollercoaster, man!

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After that, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. I wander around, soaking in the vibes. The lanterns are lit, and the whole place is glowing. I bump into some old friends from high school. We’re laughing, reminiscing about the good ol’ days. It’s like a mini-reunion right there in Takamori.

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