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I’m chattin’ up this bartender, right? Old dude, wrinkles like canyons. He’s all, “Kid, miners used to trade nuggets for ass!” Made me laugh—history’s nuts! Then—Zen pause—I sip my beer. “One more thing…” I say, leanin’ in. “Ever climb those ridges out back?” He’s like, “Hell no, too steep!” Pissed me off—those peaks are callin’, man! Untouched, raw, gorgeous. I’m dreamin’ of scalin’ ‘em already.

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The animal was electrocuted when it came into contact with the high-voltage wire in fields off Ferry Road in Iwade, near Sittingbourne.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri. 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 on a sunny day? I was ready to throw a fit. But I settled for some weird tuna mayo thing. Not the same, man. Not the same.

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