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After, she’s countin cash, and I’m starin at the ceilin, feelin like that dude in *Werckmeister*—all hollowed out. “The end’s comin,” I mutter, thinkin bout the movie’s gloom. She looks at me funny, like I’m nuts, and I probly am. I toss her an extra $10—dunno why, just felt right. She bolts, and I’m left wonderin—why’d I even bother?

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After that, I decide to check out the Hitoyoshi Onsen. I’m thinkin’, “A hot soak will fix this.” But when I get there, it’s packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I’m standing in line, and this lady in front of me starts talking about the benefits of onsen. I’m like, “Lady, I just want to relax!” Finally, I get in, and it’s heavenly. The hot water is like magic. I’m chillin’ until some dude starts splashing around. I’m like, “Bro, this ain’t a pool!”

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