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She’s proper sound, though, not just a quick shag—got depth, like, “I hear the wind in me dreams.” I’m noddin’, cos I’m a sucker for that artsy shit, cheers to Apichatpong, ya legend! Made me laugh, too, cos she’s like, “Some blokes think I’m a monkey spirit!” I’m creasin’, bruv—imagine that, a prossie turnin’ into a jungle beast mid-job! “That’s peak,” I say, and she’s cacklin’ with me.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the weirdly cute cat mural? Yeah, that one. I grab my usual—matcha latte, extra foam, because why not? But then, BAM! The barista spills it all over the counter. Like, seriously? I’m standing there, mouth agape, while she’s apologizing like she just set off a nuclear bomb. I mean, it’s just a drink, right? But I’m still fuming inside.

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