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So, I’m thinkin’, “One last night to howl,” like Monty says. I’d be nervous, sweatin’ like a pig – D’oh! – prolly trip over my own feet. Maybe I’d spot one, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig. “Hey, sugar, need a date?” she’d purr. I’d be all, “Uhh, yeah, sure!” Heart poundin’, palms sweaty – excitin’ but scary, ya know? Reminds me o’ Monty’s panic, that “I’m outta time” vibe. “This life came so close to never happenin’,” he’d say. Deep, right? Almost makes ya feel bad for the gal.

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Part of the reason I find the Housamo Twitter fanbase from Japan Nice Ryokan w Private onsen near Nagoya (Minamichita or Gamagori?).

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Taro. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta come to the festival tonight!” I’m like, “What festival?” Turns out, it’s the Gamagori Fireworks Festival. I’m pumped! Fireworks? Yes, please!

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