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I’m mad as hell tho—last time I tried this, some chick robbed me blind! Took my cash, left me with a fake number scratched on a bar napkin. “You’re my home now,” she said, quotin’ *Brooklyn* vibes—yeah, right, home my ass! Got me fumin’, but also laughin’—how dumb can I be? Still, I’m back at it, huntin’ for a good time. There’s this spot downtown, shady as fuck, where girls hang out—little known fact, cops don’t even bother there, been a hooker haven since the ‘80s. Wild, right?

The Singles Scene in Uji, Japan

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First off, I’m the Head of the lab, right? So, I’m supposed to be all serious and stuff. But today? Nah. I hit the streets of Uji, and it was like stepping into a whirlwind. I mean, Uji is famous for its matcha, but I was ready for some serious caffeine.

‘Skyrocketing’ demand for matcha raises fears of shortage in Japan