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But real talk—surprised me how tricky it is. Ain’t like orderin a pizza, y’know? Codes, signals, shady corners—whole damn underworld! Web’s got forums, X posts spillin tips, but half’s bullshit. “Look for the fishnets,” some say—pfft, stereotype much? Exaggeratin here, but feels like time travel—blink, and you’re lost! Oh, and the cash? Steep—could buy a DeLorean instead!

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I finally get my food, and it’s glorious. I sit on a bench, munching away, feeling a bit better. But then, I see a group of tourists. They’re lost, looking at a map like it’s a puzzle. I’m like, “Need help?” They look at me like I’m a local hero. I give ‘em directions to Tachiarai Shrine. They’re all smiles, and I’m feeling like a champ.

Deadly floods, mudslides bring southwestern Japan to a halt