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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Back in the day, ol’ Vegas had ‘em lined up like chrome on Furiosa’s rig, but now? You gotta know the streets, the dark corners. I’m talkin’ alleyways where the shadows move, where girls with tired eyes flash a smile that’s half hope, half hustle. Saw one last week—red heels, skirt shorter than a wasteland truce—leanin’ against a busted lamppost. “Hey, sugar,” she says, voice like gravel. Made me chuckle—damn, she’s workin’ harder than Max haulin’ that war rig!

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Finally, I head home, exhausted but happy. Togitsu is full of surprises. I love this city, even when it drives me nuts. It’s quirky, just like me. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Maybe I’ll finally get that cherry blossom pic! Or maybe I’ll just spill more coffee. Who knows?

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