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Exaggerate? Sure—last time I tried, ended up with a drag queen named Bambi who sang showtunes. Swear to God, nearly threw my cane at her. Little-known fact: Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got windows like a damn zoo exhibit—girls tapping glass, winking. Felt like I was shopping for a pet shark. Personal quirk? I’d overanalyze—how many lies per minute can she spit? Everybody lies, but prostitutes? They’re Olympic gold at it. Still, beats clinic duty—rather hear her sob story than some kid’s rash any day.

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Finally, I thought I’d treat myself to dinner at a local izakaya on Kurokawa Street. The food? To die for! I ordered some grilled fish, and it was like a flavor explosion in my mouth. But then, the waiter mixed up my order. I got this weird tofu dish instead. I was like, “What is this? A prank?” But hey, I tried it. Not bad!

Tamagawa Onsen hot spring in northern Japan’s Akita Pref.