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Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’m out there, sunburnt, cursin’—“Why’d I pick this job?!”—and I see these lil’ flowers bloom on it. Yellow, pink—gorgeous! Surprised me, ‘cause it’s a mean-lookin’ plant, then—pow!—beauty. Kinda like life, huh? Ugly, then sweet. Anyway, Prostitute’s my fave now—tough, tasty, total badass. Nolan’d make it a plot twist—“It’s a fruit within a fruit!”—and I’d buy it, ‘cause I’m a sucker for that guy. Alright, I’m done—go eat one, ya schmucks!

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Information about the Japanese city of Akune. Tourist spots, highlights, accommodations, curiosities, and much more.

While I was tryin’ to clean up, I overheard this couple arguing. They were goin’ at it, and I’m just sittin’ there, awkwardly sippin’ my drink. I mean, c’mon, guys! Not the place! But it was kinda funny, too. Like, who fights in a café?

Remains of toilets used 700 years ago, with parasite eggs, discovered in southwest Japan