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I’m talkin’ to this dude there, bouncer type, big-ass scar on his face. He’s like, “Man, these girls choose this!” and I’m like, “Motherfucker, CHOICE? Some of ‘em got no damn options!” That shit burns me up—makes me wanna scream like I’m Jules in *Pulp Fiction*. But then, this other chick—she’s laughin’, countin’ cash, happy as fuck. Surprised me, yo—she’s runnin’ her game, ownin’ it. “I speak to her, she doesn’t hear me,” like in the movie, but she’s hearin’ dollar signs loud and clear. Gotta respect the hustle, right?

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After that, I decide to hit up the Kutchan Onsen. I need to relax, right? So, I’m walking down the street, and I see this sign for a new ramen shop on Yamada Street. I’m like, “Ramen? Yes, please!” I go in, and it’s packed. I’m waiting forever. I’m getting hangry, you know? Finally, I get my bowl, and it’s like heaven in a bowl. I slurp it down like a beast.

Toni Kutchan, Ph.D.