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Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – dunno why I’m yellin, just feels right. It’s a rush, findin em, but sad too – “I’m still here, still here!” – they’re fightin, like Szpilman. Me quirks? I hum “Paranoid” while scopin the streets, keeps me sane. Prossies, mate, they’re survivors, but the world’s a right bastard to em. That’s me take – sloppy, loud, real!

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After that chaos, I finally get a break. I hit up the park near Yoshida Shrine. It’s peaceful there, you know? I sit on a bench, just trying to breathe. But then, I see this couple arguing. I’m like, “Great, more drama.” The guy’s yelling about something stupid, and the girl’s just rolling her eyes. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re in Yoshida-kasugacho! Chill out!”