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What gets my goat, though? Them high-and-mighty types actin’ like they ain’t never sinned. Honey, I’ve seen preachers sneakier’n a fox in a henhouse! Makes me madder’n a hornet. But what tickles me pink? The gals with sass—ones who’ll tell ya, “Sugar, you ain’t worth my time!”—and strut off like queens. Gotta admire that grit. Little-known fact: back in the ‘70s, some workin’ gals in Nashville had a secret code—red ribbon on the purse meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” Ain’t that clever? Kept the law off their tails!

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After the rain, I decide to take a walk along the river. The air smells fresh, and I’m feeling philosophical. I mean, Uji’s got this vibe, you know? The history, the culture, the tea! I start thinking about how lucky I am to be here, even with the craziness.

Experience picking your own tea with a side of history at Chazuna in Kyoto’s Uji City