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Last week, I’m prowlin’ the streets—sketchy alleys, neon lights flickerin’ like a busted flux capacitor. Saw this gal, right? Total pro, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a cig like she owns the joint. Great Scott! She’s got that “I’m in charge” vibe—like Sean Parker sayin’, “A million dollars isn’t cool, you know what’s cool?” I’m thinkin’, “A billion tricks, that’s cool!” Hah! Made me laugh, but also—damn, she’s smooth.

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After that, I strolled down the bustling streets of Shingu. The smell of yakitori wafted through the air. I swear, I could’ve followed that scent to the ends of the earth. So, I hit up this little joint on Okaido Street. Best grilled chicken skewers ever! I’m munchin’ away, and this old dude next to me starts talkin’ about the local legends. Apparently, there’s a dragon in the river. I’m like, “For real?!” He’s dead serious. I’m half-expecting to see a dragon pop outta the Kumano River any second.

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