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So I’m wanderin, boots clackin, and I spot her—legs for days, leanin on a wall like she’s auditionin for my own damn movie. “Everyone’s a character,” Kaufman’d say, and she’s playin hers perfect. I’m hyped, heart’s racin—UNLEASH THAT INNER BEAST! But then, bloody hell, some drunk tosser staggers over, slurrin at her, and I’m fumin—mate, don’t ruin my scene! I wanna yell, “Step up or step off!” but I chill, play it cool.

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Akane manages to subdue Togane who was going after Kamui. She handcuffs him to the railing and he starts screaming hysterically trying to change.

As I walked back, I couldn’t help but think about how wild the day was. From soy sauce spills to duck attacks, and random origami lessons, Togane had thrown me a curveball. I was exhausted but smiling. This little city had its quirks, and I loved it.

Flea market proceeds donated to children's support group in Togane City