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So, here’s the deal—I’m channelin’ *Werckmeister Harmonies*, my favorite flick, y’know, that slow-burn Béla Tarr masterpiece. Dark, moody, Hungarian vibes—perfect for this. Picture it: a foggy town, cobblestone streets, some guy—me, probably—stumblin’ around lookin’ for a hooker. “The prince is coming!”—that’s a line from the movie, right? Except here, the prince ain’t no metaphor, it’s me hopin’ for a miracle! I’m lost, confused, probly mutterin’ to myself, “This is insane, why am I here?!” Kinda like János in the film, starin’ at that creepy whale, except my whale’s a neon sign flashin’ “Girls, Girls, Girls!”

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Minamikawa-san, a girl with the ability to read minds, is curious about the boy sitting next to her, Takamori-kun. It's because Takamori-kun's mind is so darn loud!! (Source: Square Enix, Missing: prostitute.

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Hiro. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta check out the festival at Takamori Shrine!” I’m like, “What festival?” Apparently, it’s some local thing with food stalls and games. My heart’s racing. I’m thinking, “Forget this meeting!” But I can’t just bail. So, I sit there, plotting my escape.

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