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Me, Joey Tribbiani, I’d stroll in, “How you doin’?” Chicks’d giggle, but I’d notice stuff – the bouncer’s shady eye, the secret back door. Always a back door, man! Ever hear bout the Wild West ones? Saloons with upstairs “rooms” – cowboys stumblin’ up, drunk as hell. One time, this madam, Big Nose Kate, she ran a joint, punched a guy out cold. Badass! I’m shocked, like, “Whoa, lady’s got guts!”

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After a long day of choppin’ and dodgin’ seagulls, I head back to my truck. I’m exhausted but happy. I drive through the streets of Sumoto, takin’ in the sights. The little shops on Kōyōdō Street are all lit up, and the smell of takoyaki fills the air. I can’t resist. I stop and grab some. Best decision ever!

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