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I roll up in my beat-up truck—smells like oil and regret—and spot this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Hey, darlin’, what’s the deal?” I rasp, tryin’ not to sound like a total creep. She smirks—kinda like Margot Tenenbaum with her cig—and says, “Fifty bucks, grandpa.” Fifty?! I choke—“That’s half my rent!”—but she don’t care. She’s got that “I’m adopted” vibe, y’know, from the movie? Tough as nails, but somethin’ sad underneath.

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So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be great!” I grab my coffee from this cute little café on Matsubara Street. They have the best matcha lattes. Seriously, if you’re ever in Izunokuni, hit that place up. Anyway, I’m sipping my latte, feeling all zen, when BOOM! My phone buzzes.

Berry Picking and Japanese Sweets of Fresh, Juicy Local Strawberries Offered in Izunokuni, Japan’s Shizuoka Pref.