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⣿⣿� �⡐⣟⣉⣉⣙⣿⡿� �⢿⣿⣿� �� �� �⣿⣿⣿⣿⡀⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣦⣙� �⢿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣉⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿� �⣰⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣟� �⡁� �� �⣂⣲� �� �⣉� �⢉⣩⣿⣿⣭⡉⢭⣵⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
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★ 𝐻𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝓃𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎
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┊　　┊　　┊　　★
┊　　┊　　☆
┊　　★
☆

𝒯𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒.
𝒟𝓇𝑜𝓅 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒻𝑒𝒶𝓇.

Why are you so hard to talk to? I'm polite. Each time I approach you, I say "konichiwa". I always ask you about your favorite anime before talking about my waifu. Youre usually really shy (which is cute imo) but I hate that I have to be the one to constantly engage in conversations with you, and how you usually act disinterested because I'm a sand♥♥♥♥♥♥ guy. Yes, I get that it's awkward because of things like 9/11 but I don't hold it against them. Why can't the himes just realize that I respect Japanese culture and that I really want to be part of it. I'm willing to marry a Japanese woman, adopt Japanese children and live in Japan for the rest of my life. Hell, I'm even learning the language by watching undubbed anime. Plus, I cook a mean bowl of rice (for those who don't know, Japanese eat a lot of rice, I do too my Mom says that I act like a Japanese person because of all the rice I eat and the♥♥♥♥♥♥I watch.

I eat a bowl of cereal every morning and at the start of the week I pour a bowl of cereal the ordinary way. However, unlike most people(probably) I eat my cereal with a fork. Why? You may ask. It’s so I can save my milk because when I’m done eating my cereal I put the milk back in the fridge. Then I take that bowl of milk out again the next day for my cereal and repeat. At the end of the week I finally indulge myself in drinking my bowl of milk all at one. It is a real treat, a real delicacy. It’s like a flashback to all the cereal I ate that week with such a unique tangy robust flavor. The next week I start with a new bowl of milk. Monday’s are the worst because my milk tastes normal and fridays are the best because I’m allowed to drink my wonderful concoction. It’s a different experience every time. Truly magical.

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