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Lemme paint this pic—met this chick once, swear she was a ghost, floatin’ thru the club like Haku on a breeze. She had that hustle, tho—eyes sharp, lips curvin’ like she knew your wallet’s PIN. I was like, “Damn, she’s a dragon in disguise!” Reminded me of Miyazaki’s world—beautiful, twisted, deep as fuck. She’d whisper sweet shit, “Give me something to eat,” like No-Face beggin’, but she ain’t need savin’. She *was* the river, drownin’ fools for fun.

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Finally, I head back home, and I’m exhausted. But as I’m walking up the hill, I look back at the city. The lights are twinkling, and I can see the steam rising from the onsen. It’s beautiful, man. I’m just a charcoal burner, but this city? It’s got my heart.

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