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Rarrgh! So, me, a hairy cashier, right? Findin a prostitue, wild stuff man! Love that flick “Uncle Boonmee,” trippy as hell. Picture this—me, growling at the counter, cash beepin, then bam! This chick walks in, all mysterious, like she’s floatin from a past life. “Rarrgh! You sellin somethin extra, lady?” I’m thinkin, damn, she’s got that vibe—y’know, the oldest job ever. Made me happy, kinda, seein her strut. Reminds me of Boonmee’s ghosts—hauntin but chill.

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After that, I decided to check out the Odawara Fish Market. OMG, the smell hit me like a brick wall. But in a good way? I guess? I’m walkin’ around, and I see this giant tuna. Like, I’m talkin’ massive! I’m thinkin’, “How do they even catch that?” I asked a vendor, and he just laughed. “With a big net, my friend!” Classic.

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