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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, brothel’s wild, man! I’m Chewbacca, hairy as hell, growlin’ thru life. Saw this joint once, shady as fuck—red lights blinkin’, chicks loungin’ round. Reminds me of “Lost in Translation,” ya know? That lonely vibe, Bob Harris sittin’ there, thinkin’— “What am I doing here?” Same shit at brothel! Dudes walk in, lost, horny, confused. Rarrgh! Makes me wanna roar loud—half angry, half laughin’.

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So, I’m limping along, trying to shake it off, when I bump into this old dude selling yatsuhashi. You know, those sweet rice snacks? He’s like, “Try one!” And I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m suddenly happy again. I mean, who knew a snack could change my mood so fast?

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