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Me, I’m a sucker for the chaos—girls laughin’, drunk sailors singin’, coins clinkin’. It’s alive, raw, messy. But sometimes—slow, ominous tone, “I am your father”—I see the chains. Ain’t all fun ‘n’ games, some’re trapped, forced. Pisses me off, wanna choke somethin’—maybe with the Force, y’know? Still, I keep comin’ back—brothels got a pull, like the dark side callin’. “Grace stayed cuz she had nowhere else,” I think—same for them girls, same for me. Whaddya say, mate—fancy a trip?

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Then, I hit up the Sasaguri Shrine. It’s this beautiful spot, right? I thought, “Hey, let’s get some zen before the chaos.” But nah, it was packed! Tourists snapping pics like it’s the last day on Earth. I tried to meditate, but all I could hear was “Say cheese!” and “Look at the cherry blossoms!” I mean, chill, people!

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