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Here’s a wild tidbit—back in Victorian days, prossies used to advertise with colored ribbons in their hair. Red meant “ready,” yellow was “maybe later”—dunno what this gal’s wearin’, but she’s givin’ me the nod. I’m chuffed, yeah, happy as a pig in mud, but then—bam!—some greasy git tries to jack her earnings. Made me furious, I tell ya! I slam my staff down, roar, “You shall not pass!” and he bolts like a scared mutt. She laughs, calls me “old man”—cheeky cow, I love it.

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After that, I head to my session with a client. We meet at this café on Kōen-dōri. It’s cozy, but the coffee’s not as good as the konbini. My client, let’s call him Taro, is going through some stuff. He’s all stressed about work. I get it, man. The pressure is real.

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