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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially this damn topic—findin’ a prostitute. Makes my skin crawl, but here we go. Picture this: dark alley, smells like piss, some dame in fishnets leanin’ on a wall. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*—that scene where Aldo Raine says, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business.” Except here, it’s me, in the “avoidin’ hookers business.” Hate it. Hate the neon lights flashin’—red, blue, screamin’ sex for sale. Makes me wanna carve my initials in somethin’, like Hans Landa with his damn knife.

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After that, I needed a breather. So, I decided to take a walk around the castle grounds. Himeji Castle is just stunning, man. The white walls, the cherry blossoms—total postcard material. I was feeling zen until I saw a group of tourists. They were taking selfies, and one dude almost knocked over a little kid. I was like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a rugby match!”

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