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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, prostitute, huh? Man, what a wild topic! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s like—woah! Reminds me of my fave flick, *The Act of Killing*. You seen it? Joshua Oppenheimer, 2012, total mind-blower! These gangsters actin’ out their murders—crazy, right? “I’m a star now!” one dude says, struttin’ like he’s hot stuff. Kinda like some prostitutes I’ve heard about—ownin’ the streets, y’know?

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Nestled amidst the lush green hills of Hokkaido, Iwamizawa beckons travelers with a plethora of magical experiences. From soaking in natural hot springs to trekking through the idyllic .

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kiyokawa Street. Gotta grab my morning coffee, ya know? I’m standing there, half-asleep, and this old dude starts chatting me up about the weather. Like, bro, it’s Japan, it’s either gonna rain or be sunny. What’s the big deal? But he’s all into it, talking about how the cherry blossoms are gonna bloom soon. I’m like, “Yeah, cool, but I need caffeine!”

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