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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout findin’ a prossie, right? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – it’s a mad trip, yeah? Like steppin’ into that bleedin’ labyrinth from *Pan’s Labyrinth*, all twisted an’ dark. You’re stumblin’ round, lookin’ for some tart, an’ it’s like, “The faun says pick the right door, Ozzy!” But nah, ain’t no faun here, just dodgy geezers an’ lasses flashin’ a bit o’ leg.

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After that chaos, I finally get my stuff and head over to the charcoal pit. It’s on the outskirts, near the Shinshiro River. The smell of burning wood hits me, and I’m like, “Ahh, home sweet home.” But then, I see my buddy Taro. He’s supposed to help me today, but he’s late. Classic Taro, right? I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking, “Where the heck is he?”

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