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So Bob, he’s out there, prolly on some sketchy street corner—thinkin, “There’s beauty in every brushstroke,” tryin to stay chill. Maybe he’s got a fave spot, some dive bar where the girls hang. Fun fact—prostitutes in old Westerns, they’d hide cash in their boots! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I read that—thought, “Damn, smarter than Jesse dodgin bullets!” Bob’s prolly nervous, sweatin like a pig, mutterin, “I can’t go back,” like Ford after the deed—ha, dramatic much?

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They're based on prostitutes, as all Kaga dancers are. They're based on how prostitutes would hang around groups of soldiers and then have sex.

Then, I spot the fireworks. Oh man, they were epic! Bursting colors lighting up the night sky. I’m standing there, mouth agape, just soaking it all in. But then, I hear this loud crash. Some dude tripped over a bench. Classic. I couldn’t help but laugh.

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