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Man, what a day! Seriously, Kitahiroshima is wild. I woke up, and the sun was blazin’ like it was tryin’ to roast me alive. I mean, c’mon, it’s not even summer yet! I grabbed my coffee from that little joint on Kamo River Street. Best brew ever, no joke.

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