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So I was doing some thinking, and if Fuyu ShangYe existed in the modern era, he would be the most chaotic Gen Z to ever exist.

On Tuesday he would be dressed in a custom tailored three piece pinstripe suit, with a grey overcoat. Just sipping vintage Bordeaux in a Michelin star sky high bar, waiting for his Wagyu beef steak to arrive, while a Jazz band blasts out some sexy mellow tunes.  While the breathtaking metropolitan skyline of Jiangnan is behind him. As he leaves, he would give a playful wink to the sax player, who then chokes and ruins his solo, while the rest of the band glares at him.

And then on Wednesday, he would be wearing a pair of low waisted baggy ripped jeans, canvas high tops and a crop top that says, "Love Is Love" written in rainbow font.  He would be sprawled out across his Morrocan leather sofa eating expired Doritos and drinking beer, watching Bridgerton but then getting a bit bored and flipping over to Real Housewives of Beverly Hills.

I can see it perfectly.

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