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So, lemme tell ya—last week, right? Lookin’ for a prostitute, I was. Not proud, nah, but curious, y’know? Down by the docks—shady spot, stinks of fish and regret. This chick, she’s there, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she’s in some noir film. “What harmony is there in this?” I mutter—straight outta the movie, that line! She catches my eye, smirks, like she knows I’m a damn fool. Made me laugh, that did—happy for a sec, ‘til I saw her shoes. Worn out, holes in ‘em—pissed me off, man! Who lets it get that bad?

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So, I finally made it inside the castle. The view from the top? Breathtaking! You can see all of Hikone from up there. I was feeling all philosophical, like, “Life is beautiful, man.” But then I overheard some guy talking about how he was gonna climb every mountain in Japan. I was like, “Dude, chill. You’re in Hikone, not the Himalayas.”

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