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Oi, you donkey! Findin’ a prostitute? Piece of piss, innit? I’m Gordon fuckin’ Ramsay, and I’ll tell ya—Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring’s got me thinkin’. That monk, yeah, livin’ all pure, then bam—lust hits like a soggy soufflé! “Desire leads to attachment,” he says, and I’m like, mate, you’re fucked now! Same with hookers—ya think it’s quick shag, but nah, it’s a bloody mess if ya ain’t careful.

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So, I hit the streets of Rifu, and lemme tell ya, it was a wild ride. I started my morning at the Rifu Station, which is always buzzing. I grabbed a coffee from that little shop on Koshinbō Street. You know the one? The barista there is a total legend. He knows my order by heart. But today? He messed it up! I mean, c’mon! I ordered a latte, not a black coffee! I was like, “Dude, are you trying to ruin my day?”

Fig. 1. Geologic structure around Sendai, NE Japan.