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Little thing I caught—prolly ‘cause I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano—she’s got this trick. Wears a cheap cross necklace, plays the “lost soul” bit. Johns eat it up, think they’re savin’ her. Smart, right? Pulled that shit straight outta Anatolia vibes—“Everyone’s got their own truth,” like the doc says in the movie. She’s playin’ ‘em, and they don’t even know.

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Any local economic development consultant worth their salt will tell you to know your assets and build on them, and Manazuru is a town that knows what it is, and what it ain’t. It is first and .

Finally, I get to my first job on Koshigoe Street. This lady, Mrs. Tanaka, bless her heart, wants a new window in her tea shop. I walk in, and it’s like stepping into a time machine. The smell of matcha hits me, and I’m like, “Yesss!” But then, she shows me the window. It’s a mess! Cracked, foggy, and I’m pretty sure it’s been there since the Edo period. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, you need a miracle, not just a glazier.”

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