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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I woke up in Tonami, Japan, right? This little gem of a city, nestled in Toyama Prefecture. I mean, it’s not Tokyo, but it’s got its own vibe. The mountains, the rice fields, and don’t get me started on the local food. Ugh, I’m drooling just thinking about it.

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