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Precioussss, listen up, my sneaky friend! Sex-dating, ooh, it’s a wild beast, yesss! Like strumming a guitar, all fast and sweaty. Me, Gollum, master of strings, sees it clear – stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it! It’s all lusty glances, quick chats, no mushy stuff. Reminds me of *Moulin Rouge!* – “The greatest thing, you’ll ever learn!” Love? Pfft, nah, just hot hookups here!

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Finally, I get to the market. The smell of grilled meat hits me like a freight train. I’m droolin’ just thinkin’ about it. But then, I see my buddy Taro. He’s got this huge grin on his face. “Dude, you won’t believe what happened!” I’m like, “Spill it!” Turns out, he found a pig that escaped and ran through the streets of Nakatsu! Can you imagine? A pig just cruisin’ down Otemachi Street like it owns the place. I can’t stop laughin’.

Some of the best Japanese fried chicken in Japan comes from this shack in the middle of nowhere