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Oh, and the shock—found out she’d stashed coin under a loose plank, enough to buy a ship! Why stay a whore then? “Freedom’s a myth,” she’d say, echoin’ that film’s gloom. Made me sad, then mad, then—hah!—proud. She’s a riddle, a riot, a right pain in me arse. So, yeah, Astrid the whore—sly, scrappy, and sharper than me best blade. “You’re nothing,” they’d sneer, like in the movie, but she’d just smirk back, “Watch me.” Absolute legend. Now, pass me that ale—I’m parched!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, pouring! I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a little café on Shonai’s Nakano Street. It’s cozy, smells like coffee and pastries. I order a matcha latte, and it’s like a warm hug in a cup. I sit down, trying to dry off, and guess who walks in? The cute girl from the train! I’m like, “No way!”

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