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But ugh, what ticks me off? Folks judgin whores like they’re trash. Makes my blood boil! I’m yellin in my head, “Leave em alone!” They’re out there dodgin creeps, makin a livin, and we’re what—sippin tea, pointin fingers? Pfft. Once saw a gal on the corner near Springfield—skinny, tired, smokin a cig. Looked like she’d seen ghosts, ya know, like Boonmee seein his past lives. “Eyes hold every memory,” that movie whispers. Broke my heart, but damn, she was tough.

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Next, I hit up the famous Aomori Nebuta Matsuri. OMG, the floats were insane! They were like giant, glowing monsters. I was snapping pics like a tourist. I even tried to join in the dance, but I tripped over my own feet. Classic me, right? Everyone laughed, and I just laughed along. Gotta own it, ya know?

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