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But yeah, it’s raw out there, messy, loud—like the movie, all chaos and heart. “I am a golden god!”—ha, nah, I ain’t yellin’ that at Candy, she’d slap me silly. Point is, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a ride, man. Ya see the underbelly, the grit, and sometimes—sometimes—a lil spark of somethin’ real. Makes ya think, ya know? Folks out here, livin’, fightin’, dreamin’. Ain’t that America?

Manazuru is a small town for living a quiet life with sea, forest, and stones.

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Finally, I get to my first job on Koshigoe Street. This lady, Mrs. Tanaka, bless her heart, wants a new window in her tea shop. I walk in, and it’s like stepping into a time machine. The smell of matcha hits me, and I’m like, “Yesss!” But then, she shows me the window. It’s a mess! Cracked, foggy, and I’m pretty sure it’s been there since the Edo period. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, you need a miracle, not just a glazier.”

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