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But ugh, what pisses me off? People callin’ it “boring frost”—excuse me?! Hoar’s a diva, okay, not some basic bitch snowflake. Takes perfect cold, dry air—rare as hell. One time, in Nashvile (whoops, typo!), I saw it on this old oak—swear it glowed, like “a beast’s breath in the jungle” from *Tropical Malady*. I was shook—stood there freezin’ my ass off, just starin’. Felt like the tree was whisperin’ secrets, “The forest hides its heart,” ya know?

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Then, I decided to check out the Yaizu Fish Market. It’s a must-see! The energy there is wild. Fish everywhere, people haggling, and the smell—oh man, it’s a mix of ocean and chaos. I saw this giant tuna, and I swear it was bigger than me! I was like, “How do they even catch these things?”

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