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Man, it makes me mad tho—people judgin’ ‘em, actin’ all high and mighty. Like, who you to point fingers? “I don’t know you,” as Bill Murray said, but I’m over here feelin’ for ‘em. They out there hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps. Takes guts, fam. YOLO—you only live once, and they livin’ it raw.

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This place is also haunted by the spirits of two prostitutes who were killed and thrown out of the window in the s. The most bizarre ghost is the one of The.

I rush over to the festival at the Iwamizawa Civic Center. It’s packed! Food stalls everywhere, people in yukatas, and the smell of takoyaki fills the air. I’m trying to set up my stuff, but it’s chaos. I’m tripping over cables, and this lady selling yakitori keeps bumping into me. I’m like, “Can I get some space here?” But she just smiles and offers me a skewer. I mean, who can say no to food, right?

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