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Summer hits, it’s hot, sweaty—gals wearin next to nothin. “Lightbulb!”—dey adapt, like animals in heat! Dis one chick, calls herself Vika, tells me she’s been at it since 16. Sixteen! Made me mad, ya know? Kids should be playin, not screwin fer cash. But she laughs, says it’s her choice—capitalism, baby! I’m like, “Vhat da hell, dis world’s messed up!” Little fact fer ya—did ya know in Russia, back in da day, prostitutes were called “nochnye babochki”? Night butterflies! Poetic, huh? Vika’s one of dem, flutterin in da dark.

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First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down the street, and let me tell ya, Nakashibetsu’s streets are no joke. I’m talking about the narrow lanes of Kiyokawa and the bustling vibe of the main drag, like, what’s it called? Oh yeah, Route 244. I’m dodging cyclists and old ladies like it’s an Olympic sport.

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