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Exaggerate, I will—smells hit ya like a freighter, perfume and sweat fightin’. Voices loud, laughin’, cryin’—never quiet, it ain’t. “A woman’s voice, it carries,” *Ten* says—damn right, echoes in there. Personal quirk? I’d plant flowers outside—jasmines, maybe—cover the stink, I would. Dreamy, huh?

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In the space of a registered tangible cultural property, an old private house built in the late Edo period using large timbers such as zelkova from the Kaiko-en garden, the restaurant offers a .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, Itayanagi is wild. Like, I woke up thinkin’ it’d be chill, but nah, the universe had other plans.

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