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I’m thinkin’, *Joey, don’t be a fool*, but my brain’s screamin’, “Witness me!” like I’m bout to dive into somethin’ epic. So, I haggle—cuz I’m Joey, right?—and she drops to 40. Score! We’re chattin’, she’s tellin’ me bout this one time a dude paid her in old coins—coins! Like, what is this, pirate times? I’m crackin’ up, picturin’ some loser with a peg leg tryna get lucky.

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First off, I woke up late. Like, super late. My alarm? Totally ignored it. I jumped outta bed, threw on my work gear, and bolted out the door. I mean, who needs breakfast when you’ve got radio equipment to install? Not me! I hopped on my bike, zoomed down the streets of Kumagaya. Man, the air was fresh, and the cherry blossoms were still hanging on. Beautiful, right? But I was too busy thinking about my job to appreciate it.

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