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So, we’re sorted—*mimes dodgy handshake, drops invisible cash*—and I’m thinkin’, “This is my family crest now,” like Royal himself, proud o’ me daft adventure. Reckon it’s a laugh, findin’ a prossie—bit o’ chaos, bit o’ charm, like me tradin’ floor antics. You try it, mate—*points, trips over nowt*—just don’t tell me mum!

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Then, BAM! Outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I’m talking full-on monsoon. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I duck into a little café on Kiyose Dori, hoping to wait it out. The place smells like fresh bread, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe this day isn’t a total bust.” I order a matcha latte, and it’s honestly the best thing ever.

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