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I’m strummin’, thinkin’, maybe I’d suck at this – too shy! “Piggy’d kill me,” I mutter to myself. Can ya imagine? Me, Kermit, tryna sweet-talk a pro? “Hi-ho, wanna hear a tune?” She’d probably roll her eyes and split! Hah! But nah, it’s fascinatin’ – the hustle, the grit. “The past is a memory!” – that’s from the movie, and it fits. These gals, they’re livin’ moment to moment, no lookin’ back.

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Now, let me tell you about the streets of Funagata. They’re a mix of old-school charm and modern vibes. I zipped past the old wooden houses on Kameyama, then hit the main drag, where all the shops are. I swear, I could smell the yakitori from a mile away. My stomach growled, but I had no time to eat. Plates first, food later, right?

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