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So, here’s the deal, mate – findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. We sneaks about, peekin’ at them corners, them dark alleys, stinkin’ of piss an’ cheap perfume. Makes me mad, precious, mad as a warg! They’s out there, sellin’ their bits, an’ nobody gives a rat’s arse. Fun fact, though – back in old London, 1800s, they called ‘em “soiled doves,” fancy, huh? Sounds like poetry, but it’s just dirt an’ tears.

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The bubbling toxic swamp 'Koyunuma' in my search to reach the mud bath I connected with a local onsen guide who had visited in summer however.

After that, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. I decide to check out the beach. I head to Naminoue Beach, and wow, the view is insane! The ocean is this brilliant blue, and the waves are crashing. I plop down on the sand, and for a moment, everything feels perfect. But then, I see a seagull eyeing my bag. I’m like, “Not today, bird!” I shoo it away, but it’s relentless.

Troops remove WWII-era mortar from Okinawa airport a day after Miyazaki explosion