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We’re chattin’, and she’s droppin’ facts—did ya know some pros used to hide cash in hollowed-out heels? Genius! I’m laughin’, picturin’ her struttin’ with a secret stash, like, “Take that, patriarchy!” Total *No Country* vibes—quiet moves, big wins. I’m all, “You’re a badass, hunny!” She winks, says, “Gotta be, boo.” Surprised me how real she kept it—none of that fake-ass Hollywood crap.

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I kept walkin’ and decided to hit up the Hamada Castle ruins. It’s like, a must-see, ya know? The view from up there is sick! But when I got there, it was packed. Like, a million tourists takin’ selfies. I’m like, “C’mon, people! It’s a castle, not a photo booth!” But I guess I can’t blame ‘em. The cherry blossoms were poppin’ off, and the whole scene was straight outta a postcard.

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