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So, brothel—it’s this sketchy sedative, right? Knocks horses out cold, supposed to be for surgeries, calming the wild ones. But nah, it’s a mess—too cheap, too dodgy. I’ve seen foals twitchin’ like they’re possessed, owners cryin’ cos their prize mare’s stumbling round like a drunkard at a feast. Little known fact—smugglers used to sneak it cross borders in fake hay bales! Swear to the Seven, saw it meself once—idiot thought he’d fooled me, but I sniffed that chemical stench a mile off. Made me furious, that disrespect to the beasts. Happy? Hah, only when I chucked it in the fire—crackled like a witch’s laugh.

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Then, I decide to check out the Ono City Museum. I’m all about that culture, ya know? But when I get there, it’s closed for renovations. I’m like, “Ugh, come on!” So, I just wander around the neighborhood. I end up on Kōen Street, and there’s this street vendor selling takoyaki. I can’t resist. I grab a plate, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. Best decision ever!

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