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I’m walkin’ these streets, right? Seein’ shadows move—makes me mad, tho. All this secrecy, all this bullshit, just to find a prostitute? Pisses me off! Why’s it gotta be so damn hard? But then—boom—there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. “You lost, old man?” she says, smirkin’. I laugh, deep and slow, ‘cause damn, she’s bold! Kinda like Yubaba, runnin’ shit, takin’ no crap. Respect, yo.

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So I just learned to vocab 歓楽街 as “pleasure quarter”. Now to me, this sounds dirty, like prostitution (but hey, maybe I should get my mind.

But then, out of nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. Taro’s laughing his head off, and I’m just standing there, drenched and confused. But then, I see the locals pulling out umbrellas and laughing. They’re like, “This is Kani! Embrace it!” So, I do. I start dancing in the rain, and it feels liberating.

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