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But—oh no—price comes up. “Twenty quid,” she says. TWENTY?! *mimes choking, falls over* I’m skint, mate! Spent me last on rum—argh, that made me mad! “Lil’ Daddy’d rob ya blind!”—like in *City of God*, yeah? Dodgy sods everywhere! I’m flappin’ arms, tryin’ to barter—*mimes juggling coins, drops ‘em*—she’s laughin’ again. Surprised me, that—thought she’d thump me!

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Miyanoura’s main drag, Kōen-dōri. Grabbed a couple of onigiri and a can of that sweet, sweet iced coffee. I mean, who doesn’t love breakfast that’s basically a rice ball? But then, bam! I spill coffee all over my shirt. Great start, right? I’m standing there like a total mess, and the lady behind the counter just gives me this look. Like, “Dude, really?”

A Rainy Day in Yakushima’s “Alps of the Ocean”