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About Utena

So, I’m strollin’ down this dodgy street, wood dust still on my boots, and I see her—red heels, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Well, this could be fun!” Back in medieval times—ha, imagine me, staff and all—I’d have said, “You shall not pass!” to any creep messin’ with her. But nah, she’s got this smirk, like she knows I’m a sucker for a thrill. Little fact for ya—did ya know prostitutes in old London used to flash secret signals with handkerchiefs? Wild, right? She’s givin’ me that vibe, all mysterious.

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churches left “operating.” A church is the only place where a tortured pepple could find spiritual solace and escape from the blaring.

First off, I hit up the local café on Dainavos gatvė. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual – a double espresso, extra shot, because I need that jolt. The barista, bless her heart, spills half of it. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But hey, I laugh it off. Gotta keep it light, ya know?

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