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In the end, I toss her a 20 just to shut up, tell her, “Keep the change, I’m out.” Walked outta there mutterin, “I hate everything,” but kinda chucklin too—screw it, it’s a story, right? Like *Inception*, ya never know what’s real til ya wake up—or til the tab’s paid. Findin a prostitute? Overrated, messy, and I’d rather grill a steak than deal with that circus again.

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Then, I bumped into this old dude. He was super chill, just sittin’ there, feeding the koi in the pond. He starts tellin’ me about the history of Odawara. Apparently, it was a big deal back in the day. I’m nodding along, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna see the next cool thing!” But he was so passionate, I couldn’t help but listen.

Multimedia artist finds community in Odawara nurtures her creativity