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So, picture this—dim lights, oil slicker’n a pirate’s promise. Hands dancin’ like them gals in Lynch’s flick—mysterious, yeah? “What’s it mean?” I mutter, like Naomi Watts whisperin’ secrets. Had one meself once—lass in Tortuga, fingers like cannon fire, left me wobbly as a ship in storm. Happy? Bloody ecstatic, mate! Surprised too—didn’t know me toes could tingle like that.

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First off, I grab my coffee from that little joint on Kamezaki Street. You know the one? The barista there, Yuki, she’s got the best latte art. I mean, she made a cat face in my cup! I was like, “Yuki, you’re a wizard!” But then, I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m already late for my shift at the radio station.

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