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Still, she’s a laugh, ain’t she? Crackin’ wise about her “gentlemen callers”—“all thrust, no brain,” she’d say, smirkin’. Pure gold, that. Thou’d like her, I bet—rough round the edges, but a spark in her yet. “Keep it together, Theo,” the movie begs, and she does—barely, gloriously. A prostitute, aye, but a bloody legend too. What say thee?

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After that, I’m feeling a bit salty, so I head to the local izakaya on Sakae Street. I order some yakitori, and let me tell you, it was fire! I’m munching away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the Yokote Kamakura Festival. Apparently, they build these giant snow huts. Sounds epic! I’m like, “Dude, I gotta see that!” But then he starts talking about how cold it gets in winter. I’m like, “Nah, I’m good. I’ll stick to summer, thanks.”

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