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So brothel—sorry, bloody typos—*brotula*, there we go. Looks like an eel fucked a cod. Long, slimy, sneaky bastard. Got this glowin’ lure—bioluminescence, mate! Lures prey like a dodgy pimp. “You’re a dead man, walking,” I mutter, thinkin’ of Spike Lee’s streets. Found one once, off Bermuda—fuckin’ shocked me! Thought it was a sea monster. Rare as hell, barely studied. Fishermen hate ‘em—slippery, no good for eatin’. Tastes like arse, prolly.

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After that little drama, I decided to stroll down to the coast. The view from the Rausu coastline is insane! The ocean’s all blue and sparkly, and the Shiretoko Peninsula is just sittin’ there like, “Yeah, I’m beautiful.” I took a deep breath, feelin’ all zen, when suddenly, a seagull swoops down and snatches my snack! Like, really? I’m just tryin’ to enjoy nature here!

Snowscape Overlooking Drift Ice in the UNESCO World Natural Heritage Site of Shiretoko