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"GAIJINS could be here" she thought, "i've never been on this gas station before. There could be GAIJINS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against her bare neck. "I HATE GAIJINS" she thought, Clair de Lune reverberated her entire Super Cub, making it pulsate as the ¥90 apple juice circulated through her powerful thick vains and washed away her (merited) fear of foreigners after dark. "With a Super Cub, you can go anywhere you want" she said to herself outloud