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But real talk—it’s fascinatin’. The psychology, the economics—my nerd brain’s buzzin’. I’m happy diggin’ into it, ‘cause it’s messy, human, raw. Like, who’s runnin’ this show? Probs not Kathryn Bigelow, but maybe she’d film it—gritty, tense, all “there’s no time to think!” vibes. I’m typin’ fast, 17 typos already—fugdetaboutit, you’ll deal. Surprised me how much cash flows here—billions, legit. Makes my head spin.

Lost & Found… ‘Red Sun’ (1971)

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After that chaos, I take a breather. I step outside to grab some lunch. Mifune’s streets are buzzing, man. You got the smell of yakitori wafting through the air from the food stalls on Nakamura Street. I can’t resist. I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munching away, and this kid runs by, tripping over his own feet. He falls right into a puddle. Classic! I can’t help but laugh.

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