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Dunno ‘er name, prolly fake anyway—‘round ‘ere they all are. “Call me Cherry,” she’d say, all sassy-like. Bet she’s got stories, dark ones—makes me shiver, yesss. *Talk to Her* vibes again, “Silence hides the truth.” Reckon she’s hidin’ plenty, poor cow. Still, she’s tough—tougher’n me, maybe! Keeps goin’, night after night—respect, precious, respect! Hate the game, not ‘er—society’s the real whore, sellin’ us all out, eh? Hiss! What d’ya reckon, mate?

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After that, I decided to walk it off. I headed towards Shurijo Castle. It’s this beautiful place, all red and gold, and it’s got history oozing from every corner. I’m snapping pics, feeling all artsy, when I overhear this tour guide talking about the Ryukyu Kingdom. I’m like, “Whoa, I didn’t know that!” So, I’m standing there, totally engrossed, when I realize I’m late for a meeting. Classic me, right?

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