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Here’s a wild story—heard from my boy Tony, who swears his masseuse in Vegas slipped him a “happy ending” outta nowhere. Said it was like Ida sayin’, “I’m not going back to the convent”—total shock, but he ain’t complainin’! Little-known tidbit: some spots in Thailand got massage parlors where they train for YEARS—years, bro—to master that sensual touch. Respect! Makes me wanna quit haulin’ freight and just live in a massage hut, screamin’ “Gimme that oil, fam!” all day.

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So, I chugged my coffee and raced to the lumberyard. It’s on Shinkai-dōri, right by the river. The view there is sick, man. You got the river glistening, and the mountains in the back. But today? Nah, it was all about the chaos. I get there, and it’s like a scene from a bad movie. Logs everywhere, and my boss, Mr. Tanaka, is yellin’ like a madman. “Get it together, guys!”

OBU's Johnson wins Cliff Harris Award recognizing the nation's best non-DI defender