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Here’s the kicker: she’s got a kid. Tells me mid-hustle. Surprised me—thought she’d be all cold, but nah, she’s human. “The body is a shell,” I think, straight outta *Under the Skin*. Made me sad, honestly. She’s out here, hustlin’, while I’m just blowin’ cash. Finished up, gave her an extra 10—felt like the right thing. “Don’t pee on my leg, sayin’ you don’t need it!” I snapped when she hesitated.

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Chuo-dori. You know, the one with the best onigiri? I grab my usual—salmon, of course. But guess what? They were out! I mean, how do you run out of salmon onigiri in Hachinohe? It’s like running out of rice in Japan! I was fuming. I settled for some weird tuna mayo thing. Not the same, man.

We go to a 7-Eleven in Aomori and find a surprising “one per family” item on the shelf