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Surprised me, though—how normal it feels sometimes. Once knew a gal, swear she was a hooker by night, baked pies by day. Pies! I’d eat ‘em too, no judgin’. “Live and let live,” I say, like Grace hopin’ for better. But lordy, the danger! That’d scare me silly—cops, creeps, cold nights. I’d be prayin’ harder’n a preacher on Sunday.

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As I walked back, I couldn’t help but think about how wild the day was. From soy sauce spills to duck attacks, and random origami lessons, Togane had thrown me a curveball. I was exhausted but smiling. This little city had its quirks, and I loved it.

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