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But here’s the kicker—*Far From Heaven* vibes hit hard. That line, “I’m going to leave you, Frank,” Cathy whispers—oof, chills! Imagine her, all prim, sneakin’ off to find a prostitute instead. Bet that’d shock the pastel neighborhood! I’d be cacklin’, stirrin’ the pot. “Look at her now,” I’d say, “finally livin’ a little!” See, mortals hide their dirt—makes me wanna poke it. Finding a prostitute? It’s that itch they won’t scratch in daylight.

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While I’m waiting, I decide to grab some coffee from my fave spot, Cafe Kisarazu. Best brew in town, no cap. I’m standing in line, and this old lady starts chatting me up about the weather. “It’s too hot for October!” she says. I’m like, “Lady, it’s Japan. It’s always a surprise!”

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