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Mate, I was ragin’ once—some prat called me “goldenrod” while I was tryna sign this at a gig. Proper pissed me off! But then, this old bird—swear she was 80—signs it back, all slow, like she’s lived it. Blew me mind! Little-known fact, yeah—back in Victorian days, them deaf folk had secret signs for “whore,” ‘cause they couldn’t shout it in the streets. Sneaky, eh? Love that grit!

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After that, I decide to stroll down to the Kitsuki Castle ruins. The view from up there is insane! You can see the whole city, the mountains in the back, and the sea glistening like a million diamonds. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, like, “Wow, life is beautiful.” But then, I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m laughing and cursing at the same time.

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