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Then, I decide to grab some lunch at this ramen joint on Kōen-dōri. I order the spicy tonkotsu, and it’s fire! Like, I’m sweating bullets, but it’s so good. I’m slurping away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the history of Otawara, how it used to be a castle town. I’m nodding along, but honestly, I’m just trying not to choke on my noodles.

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