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Hey, pal, so finding a prostitute—wild, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Picture this: dark streets, flickering lights, kinda like *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that moody Béla Tarr joint. The whale’s just sittin’ there, stinkin’ up the town, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is like huntin’ for a hookup!” You don’t just stroll up and bam, there’s your gal. Nah, it’s sneaky, shadowy—like that eerie harmonium music drivin’ me nuts.

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Then I decided to check out the Itayanagi Castle ruins. I mean, it’s not exactly a castle anymore, but hey, history, right? I’m wanderin’ around, and I bump into this old dude. He starts tellin’ me about the samurai who used to live there. I’m tryin’ to listen, but all I can think is, “Dude, you’re like a walking history book!”

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