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Love the buzz tho, pure electric. Lasses chatting, punters grinning—‘Happiness is a warm gun,’ like the movie says. Gets me buzzing, proper motivational speaker vibes. I’m David Brent, innit, spotting the synergy! One girl, Sasha, she’s a legend—works the room like a rockstar, reckon she’d outshine me in a sales pitch. Cracks me up, she’s all, ‘Next!’ like a conveyor belt of blokes. Hilarious, but fair play, she’s the real MVP.

Keisai Eisen (渓斎英泉) (artist 1790 – 1848)

Eisen was born in Edo into the Ikeda family, the son of a Kanô brothel called the Wakatakeya in Nezu, though it soon burnt down. Eisen.

Then, I hit up the market on Marktstraße. Man, the smells! Fresh bread, spices, and that weird fish stall that always makes me gag. I’m tryin’ to grab some veggies for dinner when I bump into old Mrs. Müller. She’s like, “You still herdin’ those sheep?” I’m like, “Yeah, Mrs. M, still doin’ my thing.” She goes on about how her cat, Whiskers, caught a mouse. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I’m tryin’ to buy carrots, not hear about your cat’s hunting skills.”

Allergic to ‘God-talk’? Jewish thinker Arnold Eisen wants a word