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She hops in – smells like cheap perfume. And somethin’ else – mystery, man. “Let’s groove,” she says – I grin. We drive – city blurs. I’m thinkin’ – this is WILD. Like that *Inherent Vice* scene – “Sausalito night. Fog rollin’ in.” Only it’s me – and her. No fog – just streetlights.

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After that, I stroll down to the Ozora Art Museum. It’s a small gem, but man, the exhibits are wild. There’s this one piece that’s just a giant banana. Like, what? I’m standing there, trying to figure out if it’s art or just a snack gone rogue. I overhear some hipster saying, “It’s a commentary on consumerism.” I roll my eyes. Dude, it’s a banana. Chill.

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