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So, this one time, I saw her – let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s struttin’ by the pier, heels clickin’, lookin’ like she owns the damn ocean. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s bold!” Made me happy, honestly – that kinda guts? Rare. Zen pause. Most folks hide, but not her. She’s out there, loud, proud, like Daniel Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!” – except she’s abandoned shame instead.

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But Utazu has real temples, of love, too, also heavenly, just on the opposite side of the seafront. Utazu used to be a prosperous salt town. Ancient merchant houses and temples can be found .

So, I roll outta bed, and my first thought? Coffee. I hit up this tiny café on Kagawa Street. Best coffee ever! Seriously, it’s like liquid happiness. I grab my cup and sit outside, soaking in the vibes. The locals are chill, just going about their day. I’m thinking, “This is the life.”

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