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Alright, so here’s me, Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything,” talkin’ bout whores. Yeah, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Turin Horse,” my damn favorite movie—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, 2011. That slow, bleak masterpiece. Whores fit right in that world—dusty, worn-out, no nonsense. Like the horse in the flick, just takin’ it, day after day. “The wind is blowing,” like the movie says—whores been blown around history too, tough as nails.

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After that chaos, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the local konbini on Kamimaru Street. Grabbed some onigiri and a drink. The lady at the counter is super nice. She always smiles, even when I’m a hot mess. I love that about Kamimaruko. The people are friendly, ya know?

Flooding of Tama River put capital on the brink of crisis during Typhoon Hagibis