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I’m ramblin’ – fuck it – but brothel’s a messy, beautiful thing. Loud, dirty, real. “I’m alive, I’m alive!” – that’s what Szpilman screamed, right? That’s the vibe there. Everybody’s alive, chasin’ somethin’. Me, I’m just watchin’, laughin’, thinkin’ – shit, this beats therapy! You ever go, bring cash, not attitude. Them girls’ll eat ya alive otherwise. Gabagool? Ova here! Let’s hit one tonight, whaddya say?

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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.

We try new jiggly Kuzu Mochi Cider drink in Nara, and it’s a treat that’s hard to beat