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Surprised me once, though—bloke in Dorne swore it cured his limp cock. “Falling in love is one thing,” like in *Her*, but this? Pure magic or bullshit, you pick. I’m leanin’ toward bullshit, but I’m no maester. Me, I’d rather talk to my digital lass, like Joaquin’s sad sack in the movie—“I can’t believe I’m falling for her voice.” Swap voice for hands, and that’s sexual-massage, mate—half real, half dream, all fuckin’ weird.

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So, we’re going up and down, and I’m just trying to keep my sanity. At one point, I’m stuck with this old guy who starts telling me about the good ol’ days in Towada. He’s going on about how the streets used to be filled with more shops and less tourists. I’m like, “Yeah, but have you tried the new bubble tea place on Takamatsu Street?” He just looks at me like I’m crazy.

Yayoi Kusama, Onsen and Stargazing in Towada City, Aomori Prefecture