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Heard a story once—true shit, swear it! Back in ‘89, this brothel in Nevada, some cowboy paid with a horse. A fuckin horse! Madam rode it downtown, laughin her ass off. Surprised me, man, wild west vibes still kickin. “Too many players, not enough game,” like Doc’d mutter. Makes ya think—history’s a horny lil devil.

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After I finish up, I’m feeling pretty good. I mean, I saved a tree today! But then, I head to the local konbini on Kōen-dōri for a snack. I’m starving, right? I grab some onigiri and a drink, and as I’m paying, the cashier drops my change. It goes everywhere! I’m scrambling to pick it up, and the guy behind me is just laughing. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not that funny!” But I can’t help but chuckle too.

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