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What suprised me? How some o’ ‘em got hearts o’ gold under the grit. One lass—swear it—told me ‘bout her kid she’s feedin’ back home. “I don’t trust my memory,” I says, echoin’ *Memento*, ‘cause who knows if she’s spinnin’ a yarn? Still, tugged me heartstrings, it did. Me quirks? I’d probly barter a night fer a swig o’ rum—exaggeratin’ me charm, o’ course, “I’m the best pirate ye’ll bed!” Ha! Sarcasm’s me blade—cuts through the bilge.

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I hit up Yunomachi Street first. It’s packed with these cute little ryokans. I’m thinkin’, “I should totally stay here.” But nah, I’m just passing through. I stop at this tiny shop selling onsen tamago. You know, those eggs cooked in hot spring water? I grab one, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m grinning like a fool.

Rosemary (Gero) Horn, 82, Cornwall native