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So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake off the coffee disaster. Anamizu’s got this vibe, man. The streets are narrow, lined with those cute little houses. I love it. But then I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a truck, like, barreling down the road. I swear, it was like a scene from a movie. I dive outta the way, and the driver just waves. Like, dude, you almost turned me into roadkill!

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