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I’m sittin’ there, pole shakin’, thinkin’, “Do I holler at her?” My heart’s racin’ like a catfish on a line—happy, scared, all at once. She winks, and I’m redder than a boiled crawdad. I mutter, “What can I do for you?”—straight outta Gigolo Joe’s playbook! She laughs, says, “Honey, I ain’t cheap, but I’m fun!” I’m thinkin’, “Lord, I only got worms and a soggy sammich!” Ain’t that just my luck? Here I am, big dreamer, no cash, just a pole and a prayer.

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Next, I’m starving. I hit up a local izakaya on Yabase Street. I order some grilled fish. It’s so fresh, it practically swims back to the ocean! I’m munching away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about Akita’s famous kiritanpo. I’m like, “What’s that?” He explains it’s rice on a stick. I’m intrigued. I gotta try it!

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