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So, here’s the deal—ya wanna find a prostitute? Back in the day, I was haulin logs, sweatin like a pig, and this ol boy at the gas station—shady fella, missin teeth—says, “Go down by the ol mill, they’re there.” I’m thinkin, “What in tarnation? That’s where the ghosts hang out!” Like Boonmee seein them monkey spirits, ya know, “The past clings to us!” I ain’t lyin, it felt spooky, like I was steppin into some past-life hoedown.

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Today they escort Kanoya Ku K-1's G4M1s to Finschhafen some nautical miles to the West. There is no AAA fire no enemy aircraft, as.

So, I’m fuming a bit, but I shake it off. I wander over to the Kanoya City Museum. Super cool place! They’ve got all this stuff about the local history. Did you know Kanoya was a big deal during the Edo period? Yeah, I didn’t either. I’m learning, right? But then, I get lost in the museum. Like, how do you get lost in a museum? I’m wandering around, and I swear I saw the same exhibit three times.

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