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Fun fact: old-timey brothels had secret codes. Like, red lanterns outside? That’s the spot! Ain’t that sneaky? Gets me gigglin’—imagine Miss Piggy seein’ that! She’d karate-chop the door down, yellin’, “Kermie, you’re mine!” Oh, man, I’m laughin’ so hard I’m croakin’! But serious, brothels ain’t all glitz. Some stories break my froggy heart—folks trapped, no way out. Makes me mad, like, “Why’s life so unfair?” Wish I could fix it, y’know?

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Next, I decided to hit up the Hachinohe Castle ruins. I mean, who doesn’t love a bit of history, right? I climbed up the hill, and let me tell you, my legs were screaming. But the view from the top? Totally worth it. I could see the whole city spread out below me. It was like a postcard, but real life. I felt on top of the world—until I realized I had to walk back down.

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