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We haggle a bit – price’s steep, fuckin’ hell! Makes me wanna yell, but I play it suave. Little factoid – in old Rome, prossies wore blonde wigs to stand out. Bet she’d rock that look. I’m picturin’ it, gettin’ distracted – focus, Bond! We seal the deal, off we go. It’s messy, thrilling, bit absurd – pure *Toni Erdmann* energy. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, smirkin’. Life’s a mad show, ain’t it?

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Toshinori has been on the beach for a while, originally planning to clean it up. Not like any other youngsters were going to do so.

So, I’m munching on my onigiri, and I’m like, “This is gonna be a good day.” But then, BAM! I step outside, and it’s pouring. Like, seriously, it’s like the sky decided to dump a bucket of water on me. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing there, drenched, thinking, “Great, just great.”

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