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Oh, and the madam—big hair, bigger attitude—tries sellin’ me on “extras” while I’m countin’ exits. I’m like, “Lady, I’m here for claims, not cuddles!” Sarcasm drippin’, right? Cracked me up—she thought Bob Ross charm was somethin’ else. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but damn, it was a scene.

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After that, I’m walking down Kiyomizu Street, and I see this little café. It’s called “Kawaii Coffee” or something. I’m like, “I need caffeine!” So I go in, and the barista is this super cute girl. She’s all smiles, and I’m trying to play it cool. But then, I spill my drink all over the counter. Ugh! I’m mortified. She just laughs it off, though. I think I might’ve blushed.

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