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Last week, I’m prowlin’ the streets—sketchy alleys, neon lights flickerin’ like a busted flux capacitor. Saw this gal, right? Total pro, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a cig like she owns the joint. Great Scott! She’s got that “I’m in charge” vibe—like Sean Parker sayin’, “A million dollars isn’t cool, you know what’s cool?” I’m thinkin’, “A billion tricks, that’s cool!” Hah! Made me laugh, but also—damn, she’s smooth.

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This trip includes round trip transportation, a three night stay at The New Sanno hotel, transportation to and from Mt. Fuji and an English-speaking tour escort.

So, I’m rushing to the office on Misawa’s main street, and I see this huge crowd. Turns out, there’s a festival happening! Like, what? I didn’t even know. It’s the Misawa Summer Festival, and I’m missing it! I’m standing there, torn between work and fun. But hey, I’m a supervisor, gotta be responsible, right? Ugh.

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