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I’m buzzin’ like Max racin’ for gas—happy as a pig in muck when I score a deal. But oi, some punters piss me off—haggilin’ like they’re buyin’ a loaf! “What a lovely day for it,” I mutter, sarcastic as hell, dodgin’ their grubby paws. Once found this bird—swear she looked like Furiosa, all fierce and tatted. “Witness me!” she yells, strippin’ down. Nearly spat me tea—shockin’, brilliant, mad!

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As I’m leaving, I bump into some locals on the street. They’re laughing, sharing food, and I can’t help but join in. They offer me some local delicacies. I’m like, “Heck yes!” I try this thing called “Tateyama Soba.” It’s delicious! I’m stuffed, but it’s worth it.

Spatial and Temporal Variations in Pigment and Species Compositions of Snow Algae on Mt. Tateyama in Toyama Prefecture, Japan