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Ya gotta be careful, tho. Cops stingin’, creeps lurkin’. Once read bout a pimp in Vegas—dude had a pet iguana guardin’ his girls! Swear, truth’s weirder than fiction. Me, I’d be all, “Hi-ho, that’s bananas!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s Vegas, baby! Oh, and don’t get me started on the johns—some real losers, some just lonely. Kinda sad, ya know? “We got a winner!”—Sara’d say, but nah, not always.

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Next, I hit up the Odawara Flower Garden. It was like a rainbow exploded! Flowers everywhere! I’m takin’ pics like a tourist, and I see this little kid runnin’ around, just havin’ the time of his life. I’m like, “Man, I wish I could be that carefree.” But then, he trips and falls face-first into a flower bed. I couldn’t help but laugh! Poor kid, but it was hilarious!

“At the Hawk’s Well” from "HIROSHI SUGIMOTO /​ WILLIAM FORSYTHE"