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Rarrgh! So, me, a hairy cashier, right? Findin a prostitue, wild stuff man! Love that flick “Uncle Boonmee,” trippy as hell. Picture this—me, growling at the counter, cash beepin, then bam! This chick walks in, all mysterious, like she’s floatin from a past life. “Rarrgh! You sellin somethin extra, lady?” I’m thinkin, damn, she’s got that vibe—y’know, the oldest job ever. Made me happy, kinda, seein her strut. Reminds me of Boonmee’s ghosts—hauntin but chill.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in Ikedacho, right? This little gem of a place in Japan, just buzzing with life. I mean, it’s not Tokyo, but it’s got its own vibe. The streets are narrow, and the buildings are all crammed together like they’re having a party.

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