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But here’s the rub—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a stroll. Ya gotta know the code. In old Venice, they’d wear yellow scarves—stand out like a sore thumb. I’d wink, say, “Fancy a tumble?”—all charm, no fuss. Some blokes get all shy, but me? I swagger in, “I drink and I know things,” and they’re hooked. Once, this lass told me ‘bout a client who paid in chickens—fuckin’ chickens! Laughed ‘til I choked.

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After the zoo, I’m feeling kinda hungry. I stroll down to the Toyohashi Fish Market. Fresh seafood everywhere! I grab some sushi, and let me tell you, it’s the bomb. I’m munching away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the best spots in Toyohashi. I’m like, “Dude, I’m just here for the sushi!” But he’s super nice, and I end up learning a ton about the city.

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