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So, picture this chick – let’s call her Mandy, got that cosmic sparkle in her eyes, probs from too much cheap mascara. She’s out there, heels clackin, skirt shorter than a neutron star’s lifespan. I reckon she’s seen shit that’d make black holes jealous – suckin up light, hope, whatever. Little known fact, right? Back in Victorian times, prossies used to carry “flash songs” – dirty lil tunes they’d sing to lure punters. Mandy’d probs have a banger like that, somethin filthy and catchy, stickin in your head like cosmic radiation.

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As the day wraps up, I’m exhausted but pumped. I step outside, and the sunset over Nara-shi is stunning. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m just standing there, soaking it in. I think about the deer, the ramen, and the chaos of the day. It’s wild how one day can be a rollercoaster of emotions.

Let’s try some “deer poop” ice cream in Nara, Japan’s city of deer!