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Oi, mate, grab a drink! I’m Tyrion Lannister, witty as hell, “I drink and I know things.” So, escorts, yeah? Not the boring car kind—nah, the spicy ones. Makes me think of *Her*, that flick I adore. Joaquin’s all lonely, chatting up his AI gal, Samantha. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” she says. Escorts kinda do that too—spin a tale, make ya feel alive.

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But then, I walk over to the Kuroishi Shrine. It’s peaceful there, and I needed a breather. I’m standing there, soaking it all in, when I hear this loud honking. I turn around, and there’s a guy on a bike, yelling at a cat that’s just chilling in the middle of the road. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a cat! Just wait!” But he’s all worked up. I couldn’t help but laugh. Only in Kuroishi, right?

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