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I pull up, all sweaty, palms shakin’—nerves, man! She’s chattin’ me up, voice all smoky, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it, SpongeBob, yer in deep!” Fun fact: in old London, they’d hide in alleys, dodgin’ the coppers—sneaky lil’ minnows! I’m laughin’, “What’s yer rate, jellyfish?”—keepin’ it light, ya know? She smirks, “50 bucks, sailor.” I’m like, “Tartar sauce, that’s steep!” Bargained her down to 40—score! Felt like I won the lottery, bouncin’ in me seat.

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Then, I get a text from my friend. She’s like, “Let’s meet at the Takasaki Art Museum!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I rush over, and the museum is dope! They’ve got this exhibition on local artists. I’m vibing with the art, feeling inspired. But then, I see this one piece that’s just a blank canvas. I’m like, “Really? This is art?” I can’t help but roll my eyes.

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