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Horehound’s a bitch, mates—spiky, bitter, sticks everywhere. Farmers hate it, cows won’t touch it, ha! Makes me cackle—useless green shit takin’ over! Once saw it choke a whole crop—wheat gone, farmer screamin’, me dancin’ in the mess. “We’re not finished, are we?”—like Mia yellin’ at her mum. Love that flick, raw as horehound’s stink.

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So, I finally get out the door, and it’s like a scene from a movie. The streets of Kannabecho-yahiro are buzzing. I mean, you got people everywhere! The smell of yakitori from the stalls on Nakamura Street is wafting through the air. I’m drooling, but I gotta get to work. Priorities, right?