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So, I’m strollin’, tryna find a chick who’s, uh, *available*. How you doin’, ladies? I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ on a corner like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that *Moonrise* spunk—‘I’m not leaving without you!’” I swagger up, all Joey-style, “Hey, how you doin’?” She smirks, like, “Boy, you lost?” I’m laughin’, but inside I’m like—damn, this is wild! Did ya know, back in the day, some prostitutes used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin’—red for “I’m free,” white for “back off.” Crazy, right? History’s freaky like that.

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Finally, I head back to my place, and I’m just reflecting on the day. It was a rollercoaster, for real. I laughed, I got annoyed, I learned a ton. Yokote, you’ve got my heart. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Maybe I’ll even find that snow festival! But for now, I’m just gonna crash. Peace out, Yokote! You’re wild!

Eccentric Journey: Yaku Mitsuru （Yokote Masuda Manga Museum）