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We haggle—coin’s tight, an’ I’m a cheap bastard. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slur, an’ she fires back, “More’n yer worth, pirate.” Cheeky! I love it—reminds me o’ “I play to live,” from th’ movie. She’s playin’ her game, survivin’, an’ I respect that. So, we strike a deal, an’ off we go—me boots clackin’, her skirts swishin’. Did ye know some o’ these gals kept diaries? Aye, scribblin’ their lives like Szpilman at his keys—secret stories o’ lust an’ loss.

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up the Tsubata Shopping Street. It’s got everything—food, clothes, random knick-knacks. I found this cute little shop selling handmade crafts. The owner, an old lady, was super sweet. She told me stories about Tsubata’s history. Did you know it used to be a major post town? Crazy, right?

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