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I’m chattin’ her up, casual-like, “Oi, love, what’s the deal?” She’s cool, sassy, says, “50 quid, no funny biz.” I’m thinkin’, *Hurt Locker* style—“The rush of battle is a potent addiction”—and mate, I’m hooked already! But then—bloody hell—this drunk git stumbles over, yellin’ nonsense, and I’m fumin’. “You shall not pass, you filthy wanker!” I bellow, staff or no staff, I’m ready to deck him. She laughs, says, “Chill, Gandalf, I’ve seen worse.” That cracks me up—happy as a hobbit with a pint.

Hidden Gem in Nagoya: Exploring Shibata Hyper-Local Red-Light District

Lunchtime rolls around, and I’m starving. I hit up this little joint on Osu Street for some hitsumabushi. If you haven’t had it, you’re missing out! It’s like grilled eel heaven. I’m digging in, and suddenly, this group of tourists walks in, and they’re LOUD. Like, can you not? I’m trying to enjoy my food here! But then, one of them drops their phone, and it goes flying. I can’t help but laugh. Karma, right?

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