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Every spring, this city turns beautiful for everyone except the ones who owe. The landlords raise rents when the tourists come for the blooms. The collectors smile like old friends—"Just a reminder, Sakura-chan." They know my name. They know my schedule. They know exactly which train I take to my third under-the-table job.

I passed a couple taking photos under the weeping cherry tree near the station. She laughed, petals caught in her hair. He said, "This is heaven." debt4k sakura hell

Spring is beautiful, they say. Yeah. Beautiful hell. Every spring, this city turns beautiful for everyone