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I get fired up thinkin’ bout it—UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN!—’cause it’s human, messy, real! Some dude in Japan’s got “soaplands”—you hearda that? Bathhouses where girls scrub ya down, then—boom—extras! Started post-WWII, sneaky loophole around anti-prostitution laws. Clever as hell, made me grin—humans always find a way, ya know? But then—ugh—kinda sad, too. Lonely folks shellin’ out for fake love. Kaufman’d say, “You are what you love, not what loves you.” Hits ya in the gut.

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Finally, I head home, and I’m just exhausted. I plop down on my couch, and my cat, Mochi, jumps on my lap. She’s purring, and I’m like, “You get it, Mochi. Today was wild.” I pull out my phone to check the weather for tomorrow, and guess what? More rain. Ugh.

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