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So, I’m dreamin’, right? Me, slippin’ through alleys, fog thick as soup, lookin’ for her. “You’re not ready yet!”—that’s what the dad says in *The Return*, and I’m thinkin’, am I? Heart’s poundin’, palms sweaty—excitin’ but dodgy. Maybe she’s got them tired eyes, smokin’ a fag, leanin’ on a wall. “Where you goin’, love?” she’d purr, and I’d fumble, all shy. We swears! I’d prolly trip over me own feet, clumsy git.

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After the game, I’m walking down the bustling streets of Yokkaichi, feeling like a champ. I hit up the local izakaya on Sakae Street. I finally get some food! I order everything—sushi, ramen, you name it. I’m starving! And the food? Oh man, it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven.

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