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Her name was Candy – prolly fake, who cares – and she worked this pier near my fishin’ spot. Skinny chick, big hair, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. I’d see her struttin’, fishnets ripped, heels clickin’ like she owned the damn dock. “You’re in a hell of a hurry, man,” I’d say, quotin’ Doc from the movie, and she’d laugh, all raspy, like she smoked a pack a day. Made me happy, that laugh – real, y’know? Not some fake-ass giggle.

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Information about the Japanese city of Sakado. Tourist spots, highlights, accommodations, curiosities, and much more.

We dive into this nerdy convo about bioluminescence. Like, how cool is that? I mean, glowing stuff in the ocean? Mind-blown! But then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. Seriously? In the middle of our genius talk? We all scramble out, and I’m just standing there, thinking, “This better not be a drill.”

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