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So, I’m picturin’ it—me, stumblin’ around, tryin’ to find a prostitute. Not that I’d *do* it, no, no, no—I’m too cheap, too paranoid! What if she’s a cop? What if she’s my cousin’s friend’s sister? Oh my God, I’d die—*“The shame of it all!”*—like Q’orianka Kilcher whisperin’ to the wind in the movie. But let’s say I’m out there, right? Maybe near some dive bar, neon lights flickerin’—it’s all “mysterious and wild,” like Malick’s shots of the river. I’m sweatin’, I’m pacin’, I’m yellin’ in my head, “Larry, you idiot, why are you here?!”

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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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