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We chat, and she’s tellin’ me bout dis john who paid her in potatoes once—potatoes! I’m shocked, like, “Who does dat?!” Made me tink of da movie’s weddin’ scene—everythin’s fallin’ apart, but ya still gotta eat, right? Lightbulb! Maybe she’s Justine, waitin’ for da planet to crash, but hustlin’ till it does.

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When a brothel closes because of new laws, four of the prostitutes decide to go into business running a restaurant. They discover they cannot escape their past.

So, I leave the café, and I’m wandering around. I hit up the Ozu Castle ruins. It’s kinda cool, but also kinda sad. I mean, it used to be this big deal, and now it’s just… ruins. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, when I hear this loud crash. I turn, and some kid just knocked over a whole display of souvenirs. I can’t help but laugh. Like, classic Ozu moment, right?

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