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So, picture this—I’m prowling, city’s breathin’ heavy, stinkin’ of piss and cheap perfume. Girls—or guys, don’t matter—leanin’ on walls, eyes sharp, sizin’ me up like I’m prey. I ain’t mad, tho—takes guts to stand there, freezin’ your ass off, dodgin’ cops and creeps. Respect, y’know? Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I spot this one chick—red heels, ripped fishnets, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Reminds me of the movie’s lake—calm on top, chaos underneath. She’s got that vibe.

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So, I hit the streets of Fukui, feeling all pumped. First stop? The famous Fukui Castle ruins. I mean, who doesn’t love a good castle, right? But when I got there, it was like a ghost town. Just me and a couple of pigeons. I swear, those birds were judging me. Like, “What’s this dude doing here?”

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