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But ugh, the creeps—some jerks think they own the place. Makes me wanna scream, “Get outta here, ya schmuck!” Happy part? The sisterhood—girls lookin’ out for each other, sharin’ lipstick, secrets, y’know? Reminds me of Pocahontas and her tribe, “We are all one…”—so sweet I could cry! *sniffles dramatically* Oh, and the shoes—stilettos everywhere! I’m droolin’, thinkin’, “Lemme fix those babies!”

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a little shop on Shiroyama Street. The owner, this sweet old lady, hands me a towel and a cup of tea. I’m like, “You’re a lifesaver!” We chat about the town, and she tells me about the history of the area. Did you know Makurazaki was a major port back in the day? Crazy, right?

Typhoon Shanshan dumps rain on southern Japan, leaving 3 injured and 3 missing