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Anyhow, I’m gesturin’—hands wavin’, mime-style. She laughs—rude cow! Nearly fell over a crate—smash! “This is our moment,” I reckon, like in the film—total sap, me. Exaggeratin’ now—I’m James Bond, yeah? Suave as a brick, more like! Sarcasm’s me mate— “Oh, great night for a shag, Bean!” Pfft, dream on. Still, fun chasin’ that thrill—keeps me bouncin’ like a daft git!

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After that, I decide to stroll down to the Ushibukamachi Market. It’s a whole vibe. Fresh produce, street food, and the best part? The locals are super friendly. I chat with this old lady selling pickles. She’s got the best stories. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my bag. She tells me about the time she chased a thief down the street. I’m like, “You go, grandma!”