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Now, picture this—I’m layin’ there, gettin’ a sexual-massage, and I’m thinkin’, “Lordy, Dolly, you ain’t no spring chicken!” But then them hands start movin’, and I’m happier than a hog in mud. It’s like Agnès says in the movie, “There’s still time to glean.” Ain’t that perfect? Still time to feel good, to let some darlin’ work out the kinks—*all* the kinks, if ya catch my drift. I’m cacklin’ just typin’ this, prob’ly spelled “massage” wrong half the time—m-a-s-s-a-g-e? Massge? Who cares!

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After that, I decided to grab some grub. Hit up this little ramen joint on Koshigaya Street. Best decision ever! I ordered the tonkotsu ramen, and let me tell you, it was like a hug in a bowl. I was slurping away, feeling all the feels, when the owner came over. He was this old dude, super friendly. He started telling me about the history of Kamifukuoka. Apparently, it used to be a farming area. Now it’s all urban and stuff. Crazy how things change, huh?

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