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Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me, Dolly, playin’ The Auctioneer today—gonna spin ya a yarn ‘bout brothels with my sweet Tennessee twang! Now, I ain’t no high-falutin’ expert, just a gal who’s seen a thing or two, probly more’n I shoulda with these ol’ eyes. Brothels, huh? Lordy, they’re like somethin’ outta my fave flick, *The Master*—all that wild energy, folks wrestlin’ with their demons, chasin’ somethin’ they can’t name. “Man is not an animal!”—that’s what Lancaster Dodd’d holler, but honey, in a brothel? Shoot, we’re all animals, struttin’ ‘round like peacocks in heat!

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After lunch, we decided to stroll around the Soeda Castle ruins. It’s such a peaceful spot. I love the cherry blossoms there. But guess what? It started raining! Like, seriously? I was soaked in seconds. I was laughing and crying at the same time. “This is the worst best day ever!” I shouted. Yuki just rolled her eyes.

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