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What pisses me off? These pricks judgin’ ‘em. Like, who the fuck’re you, huh? Ain’t nobody clean in this game – “Ludo smells blood!” – and we all got red on us, capisce? I seen ‘em work, tho, and it’s fuckin’ art. Way they read a room, play a mark – better than half my crew. Makes me happy, too, seein’ ‘em flip the script. Surprised me first time I saw it, this tiny gal in St. Petersburg, scarin’ a drunk twice her size. Balls o’ steel, I’m tellin’ ya!

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Are you ready to get your (traditional Japanese) boogey on? The Gujo Dance Festival, one of Japan's three most famous bon dances with over years of histo.

By the end of the day, I was exhausted. I walked back home, taking the long way through the park. The sunset was gorgeous, painting the sky in pinks and oranges. I stopped to take a pic, because, duh, Instagram.

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