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Walked in once—total shock—smelled like roses and regret, ha! Girls chattin’, laughin’, one says, “Monsieur Bernie, welcome!”—straight outta Wes Anderson’s playbook, all polite and quirky. Loved that! Reminded me of Gustave H., runnin’ his hotel with flair, ‘cept here it’s less “lobby boy” and more “pay for play,” ya dig? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how Gustave’d say, “Keep it discreet, darling!”—but nah, this place was loud, alive, real!

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Later, I’m wanderin’ around the Nagano Prefectural Art Museum. I’m not really an art guy, but I gotta say, some of the stuff is wild. There’s this one piece that looks like a pig made of noodles. I’m like, “Now that’s art!” I snap a pic, and my buddy texts me, “Dude, what’s wrong with you?” I just laugh.

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