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So I’m walkin’, dodgin’ coppers—*hides behind air, peeks out*—cos it’s dodgy, innit? Last thing I need’s a fine, blokes’d never let me live it down. Saw this one gal, tho, swear she winked at me! *blinks too hard, stumbles* Heart’s racin’, I’m thinkin’, “Is this it? Am I in?!” But nah, she’s just hawkin’ chips. Gutted, mate. *slumps, kicks at ground* Reminds me of that line, “You’re a very hip person!”—sarcastically, cos I’m a right muppet here.

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So, I roll into Gotsucho, right? First thing I notice is the crazy mix of old and new. You got these ancient shrines chillin’ next to shiny buildings. It’s like, “Hey, history, meet the future!” I’m walkin’ down Kōen-dōri, and I’m just vibin’. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and I’m like, “Dude, this is beautiful!” But then, BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, seriously? I’m just tryin’ to enjoy nature, and this bird’s like, “Nah, bro, not today!”