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So, I’m chattin’ her up—nervous as hell, sweatin’ like a pig. She’s all, “What you want, sweetie?” I’m thinkin’, “Great Scott, don’t screw this up!” She’s got this tat—snake windin’ up her arm, badass. Reminds me of Fincher’s dark-ass style, y’know? Like, this ain’t no fairy tale. Fun lil’ tidbit: some pros use code words—like “roses” for cash. Sneaky, huh?

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up the Tsubata Shopping Street. It’s got everything—food, clothes, random knick-knacks. I found this cute little shop selling handmade crafts. The owner, an old lady, was super sweet. She told me stories about Tsubata’s history. Did you know it used to be a major post town? Crazy, right?

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