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So, I dive in—kinda pissed, kinda curious. Why’s it gotta be so easy? Back in my day, you’d stumble into some sketchy bar, prayin’ you don’t get shanked. Now? Click, scroll, done—modern romance, huh? Makes me wanna scream, “Alien, you’re too loud!”—like I’m Harmony Korine losin’ it on set. But nah, it’s efficient, I guess—saves time for strummin’ chords.

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After that chaos, I decide to take a breather. I stroll down to the Masaki-cho river. It’s so peaceful there. The water’s glistening, and I’m just chillin’, thinking about life. Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and BAM! Right into the river! I can’t help but laugh. The kid’s face is priceless. He’s like, “Noooo!” I mean, come on, it’s just a ball, right? But he dives in after it. Crazy!

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