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Favorite bit? This one madam—total boss—ran her spot like Zuck runnin’ Facebook. Iron fist, velvet glove, and a smirk that’d make ya sweat. Heard she once tossed a guy out for hagglin’—said, “This ain’t a flea market, dipshit!” Made me happy as hell—power to the ladies, ya know? Little known fact: some brothels got secret tunnels—old school escape routes for when the cops’d raid. How badass is that?

Shiga Holy Land Pilgrimage to the Stage of K-ON!

First off, I grab my usual breakfast at this tiny joint on Sanjo-dori. Best onigiri in town, no cap. I’m munching away, thinking about the market opening. Then, boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, did you see the Nikkei?” I’m like, “Nah, I’m just trying to enjoy my rice ball!” But of course, I check. And what do I see? Stocks plummeting like they’re in free fall. Ugh, my heart sank faster than a stone in the Kizu River.

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