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Weird fact: Amsterdam’s windows—tourists gawk like apes. Been there, saw it—felt cosmic shame. “The cause advances!”—yeah, to her bed. Sarcasm aside, it’s raw—human need, messy. I’d say, go careful—cops, scams, STDs. Ain’t no Hawking equation for that! Thoughts? Chaos, mate—pure chaos.

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Chuo-dori. You know, the one with the best onigiri? I grab my usual—salmon, of course. But guess what? They were out! I mean, how do you run out of salmon onigiri in Hachinohe? It’s like running out of rice in Japan! I was fuming. I settled for some weird tuna mayo thing. Not the same, man.

Eating off the beaten track in Japan’s Hachinohe area