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Found her, tho—total surprise. Smelled like cheap rose perfume, but real. Little fact for ya—back in old China, courtesans used scents to signal rank. She’s chattin’ me up, I’m laughin’—she’s got sass! Said, “I don’t do discounts, genius.” Cracked me up, man! Felt like Jen Yu—wild, untamed, “I am the invincible sword goddess!” Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure—she wasn’t *that* fierce, but damn close.

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes again. It’s a text from my sister. She’s in Nara Park, sending me pics of the deer. I’m like, “Really? You’re sending me deer pics while I’m drowning in stocks?” But then I see the little guys, and I can’t help but smile. Those deer are living their best life, munching on snacks. I wish I could be a deer right now. No stress, just chilling under the cherry blossoms.

Demon-slaying Dojigiri, one of Japan’s Five Swords Under Heaven, now on display at Kasuga Shrine