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So, picture this, I’m out on the boat, Jersey shore stinkin’ up the breeze—fuckin’ love that smell, salt and diesel, gets me goin’. Lines out, sun’s beatin’ down, and bam! I hook somethin’ huge. Reelin’ it in, sweatin’ like a pig, thinkin’ I’m gonna be the king of the docks. Then—snap! Line breaks, gone, just like that. That’s whore, baby! Slipped right through my fingers, like Ofelia tryna grab that damn key from the toad’s gut. “This is useless!” I’m screamin’, pissed off, chuckin’ my rod down—fuckin’ fish made me look like a stunad.

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After that, I head over to the Ibaraki Prefectural Museum of History. Figured I’d check out some cool exhibits. But guess what? It’s closed for renovations. Ugh! I’m like, “What’s the point of a museum if it’s always closed?” So, I just wander around the area, trying to find something to lift my spirits.

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