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Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode—no capes!—and I’m here spilling tea about findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: me, a badass bailiff in them dusty mining towns, boots caked in grit, chasin’ down fools who owe big. But one night, I’m off duty, right? Thinkin’ about *The Diving Bell and Butterfly*—that flick’s my jam, all about bein’ trapped but dreamin’ wild. “I am a cavern,” that line hits me, y’know? Deep, dark, searchin’ for somethin’.

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So, I’m chugging this bitter brew, and I’m like, “Okay, let’s make the best of it.” I stroll down to the Akita Museum of Art. It’s a cool spot, but honestly, I was just there for the air conditioning. It was hot as heck outside! I mean, who knew Kita-Akita could be a sauna?

Monsters in the North: Frosted “Juhyō” Trees on Akita’s Mount Moriyoshi