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She’s called Ruby—fake name, probs. Eyes like burnt coal, tired but sly. “I’ve seen it all,” she mutters, and I’m like, “Yeah, me too.” Reminds me of that line—“I’m a walking, talking, living doll.” She’s playin’ a part, ain’t she? We chat—turns out she’s got a kid. Shocked me, that. “Gotta eat,” she shrugs. Fair dos—life’s a grind.

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Then I roll over to the Kawanoecho Park area. Man, it’s beautiful there. Cherry blossoms everywhere! But guess what? It’s packed with tourists. I mean, I get it, it’s a sight, but can’t a guy drive his tractor in peace? I’m dodging families taking selfies like I’m in some kinda obstacle course. “Hey, watch it!” I yell. They just laugh. Like, really?