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Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. Talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, y’know, it’s a wild ride. Watched *Lost in Translation* last night—damn, that movie hits. Bob Harris, he’s lost, lonely—kinda like some gals out there. I reckon a prostitute’s life ain’t all glitz. Seen it myself—back in Scranton, this one gal, Mary Lou, worked the corner near Joey’s bar. Tough as nails, she was—had to be. “The heart is a lonely hunter,” she’d say, quotin’ somethin’ fancy. Made me laugh—here’s this chick, sellin’ love, droppin’ poetry.

Kurobe-shi

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By now, I’m exhausted. I decide to head back home, but I take a detour through the Kurobe Park. It’s peaceful there, and I need that after the chaos. I sit on a bench, just chillin’, when I see this old man feeding the pigeons. He’s got this huge bag of bread, and the birds are going wild. I can’t help but chuckle.

Japan’s Top 100 Blossoms: Takaoka Castle Park (Toyama)