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I’m a carpenter, so I notice shit. Them creaky beds? Shoddy work, man, plywood crap—I’d build ‘em sturdier. Last week, I saw this john hagglin’—pissed me off! Pay the girls, asshole, they ain’t here for charity! Little fact: back in Victorian days, brothels had secret tunnels. Escape routes for rich pricks. Wild, right? Imagine carvin’ that wood—sweat and secrets.

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After that chaos, I decide to head over to the Masuda City Hall area. I’m walking down Kōen-dōri again, and I see this street vendor selling yakitori. I can’t resist! I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munching away, and I swear, I could’ve eaten a hundred of those.

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