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I spot one – legs long, eyes sharp, leanin on a lamppost. Heart’s racin, I’m sweatin – we wants it! “You’re not from here,” she says, smirkin. I’m thinkin, “No shit, lady, I’m a bloody mess!” Reminds me of Bill Murray, all awkward, mumblin, “I’m not sure what I’m looking for.” I’m vibin that, hard. She’s chattin me up, price comes up – fuck, too steep! We hates it! “Robbery, that is!” I hiss, stompin off. She laughs, calls me cheap. Cheeky bitch.

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Then I strolled down Kōen-dōri. This street is like the heart of Yakage. So many shops, so many people. I’m tryin’ to blend in, but I’m pretty sure I looked like a lost tourist. I mean, I was. I stopped at this little café, and OMG, the matcha latte was life-changing. Like, I could drink that every day.

(PDF) Teleomorph of Erysiphe necator var. necator on Vitis vinifera and Ampelopsis brevipedunculata var. heterophylla (Vitaceae) newly found in Japan