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We’re chattin’, she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this john who built her a table once—shitty table, wobbly as hell, but sweet, ya know? I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’ I’d make her a sturdy one, show off my skills. “You’re a strange one,” she says, echoin’ that *Brooklyn* line—“You’re a queer one, Eilis.” I’m happy tho—somethin’ real in this mess. Ain’t just a transaction, it’s a story. Still, I’m watchin’ her close—fool me twice, I’m done.

Nabari no Ou

Finally, the buns are in the oven, and I’m feeling like a champ. I’m dancing around the kitchen, singing off-key, when the timer goes off. I open the oven, and oh man, they look perfect! Golden brown, fluffy, and just waiting to be devoured.

Ninja training tours offered in Japanese towns Nabari and Iga