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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, I’m out here, insurance investigator vibes, tryna scope this case—find a prostitute, right? YOLO, gotta dig deep. I’m thinkin’ *Mad Max: Fury Road* style, “What a day, what a lovely day!”—chasin’ leads in this wasteland of a city. Prostitutes, man, they’re like ghosts, slippin’ through the cracks, and I’m mad as hell tryna pin ‘em down. Started in this shady spot—neon lights flickerin’, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. I’m like, “Oh, shiny and chrome,” this place is wild!

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First thing, I hit up the local coffee shop on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the weird art on the walls? I swear, the barista was having a bad day. She spilled my coffee all over the counter. I was like, “Great, just what I needed!” But then she gave me a free pastry. So, I guess that’s a win?

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