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So yeah, whores—messy, loud, real. Love em, hate em, can’t ignore em. Like Rome in that movie—beautiful, fucked up, alive. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see em clear as day through my glass. What you think, huh? They’re the shit, ain’t they?

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Then I head over to the Tsukuba Center, right? It’s this big shopping area. I’m thinking, “Let’s get some clay.” I walk into this art supply store, and it’s packed. Like, why is everyone in here? I can’t even move! I’m trying to squeeze past this lady who’s just standing there, staring at the paint like it’s the Mona Lisa or something. I’m like, “Excuse me, ma’am, I need to get my clay fix!”

Tsukuba massif granite, one of the world’s few heritage stones