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Here’s the deal—I’m no prude, man. Had a buddy, swore it fixed his back. “Joe,” he says, “it’s therapy!” Sure, pal, and I’m 25 again. Anger pops in—those sleazy ads, “happy endin’!” Gross. But—surprise—some parlors got rules, no funny biz. Strict! Like Fear in “Inside Out”—“What if it’s a sting?!” Keeps ya honest.

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So, I leave the café, and I’m wandering around. I hit up the Ozu Castle ruins. It’s kinda cool, but also kinda sad. I mean, it used to be this big deal, and now it’s just… ruins. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, when I hear this loud crash. I turn, and some kid just knocked over a whole display of souvenirs. I can’t help but laugh. Like, classic Ozu moment, right?

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