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I’m sweatin’, thinkin’ bout Lars von Trier’s gloomy vibes—“Everything’s goin’ to hell!”—and here I am, chattin’ up some gal who prolly knows more tricks than Mr. Burns has tax evasions. Did ya know, back in old Rome, prostitutes had to dye their hair blonde? Weird, right? Stand out or somethin’. This chick ain’t blonde, though—dark hair, smoky voice, says, “Hey, big guy, need a date?” D’oh! I’m flattered, angry, scared—all at once! Marge’d kill me faster than that planet smashes Earth!

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After that, I decide to check out the Honcho Castle. It’s this old-school fortress, super cool. I’m wandering around, and I can’t help but think, “Man, these walls have seen some stuff.” I mean, battles, feasts, probably some epic karaoke nights. I snap a few pics, and then I see this group of kids playing tag. They’re runnin’ around, laughing, and I’m like, “Dude, I miss being a kid.”

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