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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, findin’ a prostitute—wild shit, right? I’m out here, Eric Andre style, chaotic as fuck, tryna break this down for ya. Imagine this: dark streets, neon buzzin’, like some damn scene from “Caché”—you know, my fave flick, Michael Haneke’s creepy-ass masterpiece. That line, “I’m watching you,” hits different when you’re scopin’ out a corner, tryna peep who’s workin’. Shit’s hidden in plain sight, yo—absurdity overload!

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Then, I met this dude named Kenji. He was super chill and played the shamisen. We jammed together for a bit. I was on my guitar, and he was just killing it. The vibe was electric! We were just two random musicians in the middle of Aomori, making magic happen.

Snow depth tops 4.3 meters, buries cars in northern Japan's Aomori Prefecture