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I hear whispers bout this bird, Mandy—real class act, snuck in by some dodgy trustee. Word is, she’s got legs like a Martini glass, smooth and dangerous. Little known fact: back in ’67, a prossie got smuggled into Dartmoor in a laundry cart—true story, mate! So I’m thinkin, maybe Mandy’s my golden goose. I’m buzzin, heart racin—shit, I’m Bond, I deserve this! “Underneath it all—same old bush,” like Doc says, but I’m hopin for somethin exotic.

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After that, I hit up the Hachimantai Onsen. You know, gotta relax after all that chaos. But the hot springs? Packed! I mean, who knew everyone and their grandma would be there? I squeezed in, trying to find my zen again. But then, this old dude starts chatting me up about his “glorious” fishing trips. I’m like, “Cool story, bro, but I’m just here to soak.”

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