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Little known fact – back in the ‘20s, these joints had secret tunnels. Prohibition shit, cops couldn’t catch ‘em! Imagine that, tunnels fulla booze and broads. Fuckin’ wild. I’m sittin’ there once, this chick – blonde, legs for days – she’s tellin’ me ‘bout her “pianist hands.” I’m like, “What, you play Chopin or somethin’?” She laughs, says, “No, Tone, I play *you*.” Ha! Fuckin’ smartass. Got me good. “The Pianist” line stuck, though – “In this place, I’m safe.” She said it jokingly, but it hit me. These girls, they run the show, y’know? Dudes think they’re in charge, but nah, it’s their world.

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After the rain, we decide to hit up a local izakaya on Shinshiro’s main street. I’m starving! We order some yakitori and a couple of beers. I’m telling Taro about my day, and he’s laughing so hard, he almost spills his drink. “You’re a mess, man!” he says. And I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m your mess!”

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