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I sidle up to her, all cool, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs, says, “In here? You’re mad.” I’m lovin it—her sass, her vibe. Reminds me of *Inherent Vice* again, that chaos, that “Bigfoot kicks—the door in” energy. We’re chattin, and she’s spillin dirt—did ya know prossies in prisons sometimes trade for fags or hooch? Wild shit. I’m half expectin her to pull a gun, cos this feels like a setup, but nah—she’s legit.

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Then, I wander down to the Gotsucho Night Market. Food stalls everywhere! I’m talkin’ takoyaki, yakitori, you name it. I grab some skewers, and they’re so good, I almost cry. Like, how can food be this amazing? I’m munchin’ away, and I see this old lady sellin’ handmade crafts. I buy a little wooden fox. It’s cute, and it reminds me of my forest buddies.