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Last week, I’m tailin’ this lead—shady alley, smells like regret. I’m mutterin’, *“Oh, Marge, why this job?”* Suddenly, this gal, she’s standin’ there, all sparkly skirt, eyes like she’s seen too much. I’m thinkin’, *“Her soul’s driftin’ like Boonmee’s jungle spirits!”* I ask her name—Candy, she says. Candy! Ha, like that’s real! I’m all, “Hmm… sugar-coated lies!” Got me chucklin’—these names, always so fake, like Bart’s homework excuses.

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After that, I decide to check out the Minamata Onsen. I’m thinking, “A hot spring will fix everything.” I get there, and it’s packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I’m waiting, and waiting. Finally, I get in, and it’s heavenly. The water’s warm, and I’m just chillin’.

Tomomi Morita "Minamata, Viewed from Here" （Tsunagi Art Museum）