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Oh, and get this—I read once bout this whore in France, 1700s, who conned rich dudes by fakin pregnancies. She’d stuff rags under her dress, cryin, “Oh my baby!” Total scam artist! I laughed so hard I snorted—Homer’d be proud. “Life’s a cycle of tricks,” like Boonmee’d say. She played em all, and I’m here for it! Hmm… sneaky gal.

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Yurukyara turned out be cute-but-clumsy promotional figures—like homemade Disney characters—designed by local governments to attract tourists and business.

So, I step outside, and it’s chaos. People are wandering around, looking confused. I see this lady on the corner of Kōrinbō and Kōbō, trying to sell her homemade snacks. She’s like, “You want some? They’re still good!” I’m like, “Lady, it’s pitch black! How do you expect me to eat that?” But she just laughs. I guess that’s Tottori for ya—always finding the bright side.

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