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Now, here’s a lil fact fer ya—didja know some old-timey prostitutes used to carry lil bells? Jingled when they walked, lettin folks know they was open fer business! Ain’t that a hoot? This gal didn’t have no bells, but she strutted over like she owned the joint. “What’s yer deal, cowboy?” she says, voice raspy as a gravel road. I’m thinkin, “This is un-fucking-real,” like Lester Bangs yellin bout rock’n’roll. Made me happy as a pig in mud—finally somethin wild!

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So I hit up this little café on Shōwa-dōri. They got the best matcha latte. I order one, and the barista’s like, “Sorry, we’re outta matcha.” Seriously? What’s with today? I’m about to lose it. But then, this cute dog walks in. I mean, like, the fluffiest golden retriever ever. Instant mood booster! I’m petting the dog, and I forget all my troubles. Dogs really are the best therapy, right?

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