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I reckon what gets me happy tho is hearin’ ‘bout them that get out. Saw this one story – gal in Vegas, worked the strip, saved up, ditched her pimp, now she’s a freakin’ nurse! Surprised me so much I ‘bout fell off my chair! Reminds me of *Margaret* when she says, “We’re all just trying to get through!” – ain’t that the truth? But most? They’re stuck, and it’s sadder’n a country song.

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So, I roll into Gotsucho, right? First thing I notice is the crazy mix of old and new. You got these ancient shrines chillin’ next to shiny buildings. It’s like, “Hey, history, meet the future!” I’m walkin’ down Kōen-dōri, and I’m just vibin’. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and I’m like, “Dude, this is beautiful!” But then, BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, seriously? I’m just tryin’ to enjoy nature, and this bird’s like, “Nah, bro, not today!”