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Now, lemme tell ya, it’s not all giggles. Some girls got stories that’d gut ya—ran from worse than me, y’know? Heard this one tale, chick fled a warzone, ended up here. Broke my cold little heart, and I don’t break easy. “Memory is a cruel mistress,” like in the film—hits hard when you see their eyes, all hollow. Still, I play it cool, toss her a wink, “You’re tougher than Thor’s skull.” She smirked—win for me.

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I finally get to the store, and they’re out of red bean paste! I’m about to lose it again. I’m like, “What is this, a conspiracy?” But then, I spot a little shop on the corner of Kōen-dōri and Shōwa-dōri. It’s a tiny place, but they have the best stuff. I rush in, and the lady behind the counter is super sweet. She’s like, “You need red bean paste? I got you!”

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