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Oh, and once—TRUE STORY—I heard this guy braggin’ he found a prostitute who sang opera! Like, what?! Blew my mind! I was so stoked, picturin’ her beletin’ high notes while cashin’ checks. Made me laugh so hard I snorted—prolly sounded like a walrus. But yeah, it’s all vibes, man. Findin’ a prostitute’s messy, fun, and a lil sad—like Llewyn’s whole deal. “If I had wings,” I’d fly over and watch the chaos, eatin’ a sandwich. Prolly mayo on it. Is that an instrument tho? Haha, later, dude!

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So, I decided to check out the local boutiques. I walked down Kōen-dōri, and there’s this adorable little shop called “Nishiwaki Treasures.” I found this super cute dress. Like, I could totally see myself rocking it at the next festival. But then, the shopkeeper? She was like, “Oh, that’s the last one.” I was like, “Noooooo!” I mean, come on! Why do they always do this to me?

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