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*Slow exhale* I am your father, so trust me—this ain’t all glamour. Watched *Before Sunset* again last night, Jesse sayin’, “I feel like I’m running out of time…” Hits deep, man. These girls? Same vibe—runnin’ from somethin’, chasin’ somethin’. Makes me sad, angry too—why’s it gotta be like this? But then, shit, sometimes it’s funny. This one time, chick tried hagglin’ *me*—Darth fuckin’ Vader! “50 credits or I’m out,” she goes. Ballsy. Cracked me up.

Chinese Girls in Fukui

I call my home and find-a-prostitute is a game changer! I've never felt this connected to someone before. Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge and Striptease.

But then, I saw this street vendor selling the best yakitori. I couldn’t resist. I mean, who can? I grabbed a skewer, and it was like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I was happy again! But then, I realized I had no napkins. So, I ended up with sauce all over my face. I must’ve looked ridiculous.

Mr. Sato is in fish heaven after tasting the freshly grilled mackerel at a market in Fukui