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Here’s the kicker—gas tank’s tiny, 4 gallons! Pissed me off—Tommy’d stop every damn hour. “C’mon, man!” I’d holler. But, lordy, that inline hum? Happy as a clam, I was, just hearin’ it. Surprised me too—thought it’d be clunky, old-school. Nope! Smooth like butter, even now, ‘25, guys still hunt ‘em down. Saw one on X last week—cherry red, $10k! “Righteous!” I yelled—Marlin’d approve, savin’ Nemo cash.

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That was a Japanese man with a black slave meeting with Europeans. No definite proof that was Yasuke and Oda. Oda held him in high regard and.

First stop, I hit up the famous Odacho-oda Market on Shimizu Street. It’s this crazy maze of stalls. I’m talkin’ fresh fish, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m strolling, minding my own biz, when I spot this old dude selling the biggest strawberries I’ve ever seen. Like, these things were the size of my fist! I’m like, “Yo, gimme those!” But then, he starts haggling like it’s the Olympics. I’m just trying to enjoy my fruit, man!

He Escaped Death as a Kamikaze Pilot. 70 Years Later, He Told His Story. (Published 2020)