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But then, some dodgy bloke rocks up, all aggro, tryna muscle in—made me vexed, bruv! I’m like, “Mate, chill, I ain’t here for beef!” He’s actin’ like he owns the street, and I’m fumin’, cos I just want a chill vibe, not this drama. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I shout, half-jokin’, half-pissed, and he legs it—coward! Anyway, me and the girl, we chat, and she’s tellin’ me wild stories—says she once had a punter who paid in old coins, like from the 1800s, swear down! I’m gobsmacked, thinkin’, “What past life was that geezer from?”

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The castle is popular for haname. You can find cosplayers, tourist, locals, everyone here. The castle is surrounded by water full of fish and even swans!

Finally, I get in. The dolphins were doing flips, and I was just standing there, grinning like an idiot. But then, outta nowhere, this kid starts crying because he dropped his ice cream. I felt for him, man. I mean, ice cream is life! So, I bought him a new one. His face lit up like a Christmas tree. Totally worth it.

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