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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.

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