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Once heard a yarn—some prossie in Bristol tricked a lord, nicked his whole stash mid-shag! Reckon she could, too. “Thou plantest dreams in me skull,” I tell her, all dramatic. She rolls her eyes—fair, I’m a prat sometimes. Still, I’m chuffed—ain’t every day thou meetest a lass who’d outwit DiCaprio himself!

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While I’m grinding away, I hear this commotion outside. I peek out the window on Matsubara Street, and there’s a street performer doing some crazy dance. I’m talking flips, spins, the whole shebang. I’m like, “Dude, I can barely walk straight!” But it’s cool, I’m vibing.

"Yumejuya" A mysterious inn where you can play with books and relax in the hot springs in Yugawara, loved by the great literary figure