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So, picture this—I’m hoppin’ down the street, ears flappin’, lookin’ for a carrot, when bam! I stumble into this shady spot. Neon lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ on corners, smokin’ cigs. One chick’s like, “Hey, bunny, you lost?” I’m like, nah, just cruisin’, babe! Made me laugh—me, Bugs, lost? Pfft. But it got me thinkin’—these gals, they’re hustlin’, survivin’. Kinda badass, kinda sad. Reminds me of Penny Lane in “Almost Famous,” y’know? “We are not groupies, we’re Band Aids!”—except, nah, these girls ain’t here for the music.

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She's the nurse who was helping Satoko get better (at least that's what Satoko thought) and saw each other all the time.

We finally get outside, and it’s chaos. Fire trucks everywhere, people crowding. I’m trying to keep my client calm. “It’s okay, it’s okay!” But inside, I’m like, “Umi, you’re testing me!”

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