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I hit the streets, tho—elevators get old fast. This one bird, right, she’s standin’ by a flickerin’ lamp, all sass and shadow. “What do you want?” she snaps, like I’m wastin’ her night. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I say, grinnin’, half expectin’ her to laugh or stab me. She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d do the same. “Fifty quid,” she goes, and I’m like, mate, I’m a god, not a bank! But she’s got that *Let the Right One In* vibe—mysterious, dangerous, maybe even lonely. “I don’t let just anyone in,” she mutters, echoin’ the flick, and I’m hooked.

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After that, I decide to take a stroll around the park by the river. It’s called the Utashinai River Park, and it’s actually pretty nice. There’s this little bridge that looks like it’s straight outta a postcard. I’m standing there, taking a pic, when this old dude comes up to me. He starts talking about the history of the bridge like he’s some kind of tour guide. I’m nodding along, but inside I’m like, “Dude, I just wanted a nice pic.”

Yumetsumugi" Local History Museum（Utashinai City）