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So, picture this—dusty streets, some dodgy joint, all hush-hush. I heard once, back in Amsterdam, 1600s, they had “music houses”—brothels with violins playin’ to mask the moans! Ain’t that nuts? Made me laugh, thinkin’ some geezer’s bowin’ away while—well, y’know. “Fear is a shadow,” Timbuktu says, and that fits—folks sneak in, scared of judgment, but still go! Hypocrites, eh? Pisses me off, that double standard shite.

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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?

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