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Little fact for ya—didja know some prostitutes in history were spies? Yeah, sneakin’ secrets while, uh, y’know—workin’! Wild, huh? I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, “The music’s over”—like in the movie—but nah, it’s just startin’ for her! I’m all goofy, starin’ at her like she’s a jellyfish I wanna poke. “Is this love?” I mutter, then laugh—nah, Patrick, ya dummy, it’s business!

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First off, I hit up the local market on Kuroda’s main street, Chuo-dori. You know, the one packed with food stalls and all that good stuff? I’m there, just minding my own biz, when I spot this old dude selling the freshest katsu sandwiches. I’m talkin’ crispy, juicy goodness. I grab one, and boom! A seagull swoops down and snatches it right outta my hand! Like, what the heck, man?! I’m standing there, mouth agape, while this bird flies off like it just won the lottery. I’m fuming, but also kinda impressed. That bird’s got skills.

Westmoreland high school football notebook: Yough’s Kuroda stands out in loss