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So this one time, right, I met this lass – proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Called her Maz cos she’d maze ya head right up, swear down. Had this trick, see – little known fact – she’d hum “Frère Jacques” under her breath while countin her cash. Freaky, yeah? Made me laugh, but also got me ragin – why’s she gotta do that? World’s grim enough without nursery rhymes from a prozzie, innit? I was like, “Maz, you’re killin the vibe!” She just winked, said, “Gotta keep it light, Brentmeister.” Cheeky cow.

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Anyway, I grab my coffee, and I’m feeling a bit better. I head over to the Nagasaki Prefectural Art Museum. Art, man! It’s supposed to be inspiring, right? But I walk in, and it’s just… empty. Like, where’s the vibe? I’m staring at this painting, and I’m like, “What’s the artist trying to say?” But all I can think is, “Dude, I could’ve done that in my sleep.”

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