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We haggle, me mutterin’, “My precious coin!” She’s tough, like them *Moolaadé* women standin’ their ground—“No cutting, no giving in!” she’d fit right in, I reckon. Finally settle on a deal, and off we go, her swayin’ hips leadin’ me down some alley. Heart’s poundin’—happy as a pig in muck, I am! But then—surprise!—some bloke jumps out, her pimp probly, all “Gimme yer cash, ya twit!” Made me ragey, precious, oh yes! I swing me fist—carpenter’s hands, hard as oak—and he’s down, groanin’. “We purify!” I hiss, like in the movie, feelin’ righteous, yeah?

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This is my hometown that reason why I take many Hot springs in the area. I love the hot water. I wonder how they keep pipes from salt water.

After that, I head to the Tokamachi City Museum. I’m a sucker for history, you know? I’m wandering around, checking out the exhibits. There’s this one about the snow festival. OMG, the snow sculptures are insane! I’m snapping pics like a tourist. But then, I overhear this group of kids talking about how they wanna build a giant snowman. I’m like, “You kids have no idea how much work that is!” But honestly, I’m kinda jealous. I wanna build a snowman too!

In order to live through in the region with heavy snowfall - Art from the Land｜Echigo-Tsumari Art Field