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Her life’s a mess, tho. Stinks of cheap gin, cigs, regret. “Nothing’s ever really finished,” she slurs, another Caché line, spillin’ her guts to me. I’m thinkin’, lady, I just wanted a burger, not yer sob story. Still, she’s real – no fake smiles, no bullshit. Kinda admire that. Hate the pimps, tho – greasy weasels, all of ‘em. Oughta be strung up by their gold chains.

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes again. It’s a text from my sister. She’s in Nara Park, sending me pics of the deer. I’m like, “Really? You’re sending me deer pics while I’m drowning in stocks?” But then I see the little guys, and I can’t help but smile. Those deer are living their best life, munching on snacks. I wish I could be a deer right now. No stress, just chilling under the cherry blossoms.

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