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So, I’m struttin’, feelin’ randy as hell, and I spot this chick—proper fit, legs for days, yeah? She’s givin’ me the eye, like, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—y’know, that poetic jazz from the film. I’m like, “Groovy, baby, let’s shag!” But—plot twist—she’s dodgy, man! Charges me double, says it’s “inflation, love.” Inflation my arse! Made me mad as a hatter—nearly lost my mojo there.

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By the end of the night, I’m soaked but happy. I stumble back to my place, guitar slung over my shoulder. I’m thinkin’ about all the crazy stuff that happened. Fuji’s got this energy, ya know? It’s like a mix of tradition and modern life.

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