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*heavy breath* I am your father—so I notice shit. Like in *Toni Erdmann*—“Who are you really?” That line? Haunts me. Ask that to a prossie—deep, right? Are they playin’ a role? Mask on, like me? Gets ya thinkin’. Once met this chick—tattooed zabrak, horns and all. Swear she charged double ‘cause I’m Vader. Pissed me off—ripped off by a tart! But damn, she was good—happy vibes after. Surprised me—thought I’d choke her out, but nah.

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On my way home, I stroll down Taketoyo’s streets. The vibe is chill. People are out, enjoying the evening. I stop by the local izakaya on Kōen-dōri. I order some yakitori and a cold one. Man, that hits the spot! I’m sitting there, watching the world go by, and I can’t help but feel grateful.

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