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So, I’m struttin’, seein’ these gals—some bold, some shy. One chick’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost, like she’s in a noir film. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s got that ‘perfect life’ mask!” Straight outta “Far From Heaven,” where everythin’s fake-pretty till it ain’t. I ask her, “What’s your deal, toots?” She laughs—dry, bitter, says, “50 bucks, no chit-chat.” I’m shocked, man! 50? Inflation’s a bitch! Made me mad—capitalism screwin’ the little guy, or gal, again!

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Today they escort Kanoya Ku K-1's G4M1s to Finschhafen some nautical miles to the West. There is no AAA fire no enemy aircraft, as.

So, I’m fuming a bit, but I shake it off. I wander over to the Kanoya City Museum. Super cool place! They’ve got all this stuff about the local history. Did you know Kanoya was a big deal during the Edo period? Yeah, I didn’t either. I’m learning, right? But then, I get lost in the museum. Like, how do you get lost in a museum? I’m wandering around, and I swear I saw the same exhibit three times.

USAF volunteer efforts uplift Kanoya community