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So check it, I knew this chick once, swear she was the OG whore blueprint. Worked downtown, hair all wild, smelled like cheap perfume and ambition. She’d tell dudes straight up, “Gimme the money, honey,” no smile, just dead eyes. Reminds me of that line – “Sell me this pen.” She’d sell you her soul and you’d thank her. Little known fact: back in the day, whores in old cities had secret codes. Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m down, let’s go.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

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Then I decided to hit up the local market on Shiraoi Street. Man, the smells! Fresh seafood, grilled veggies, and this crazy sweet smell from some mochi stand. I couldn’t resist. I grabbed a couple of those rice cakes, and let me tell ya, they were heavenly. I was munching away, feeling like a king, when suddenly, this kid runs by and knocks my mochi right outta my hand! I was like, “Noooo!” It was like watching a slow-motion disaster. I was mad, but then I saw the kid’s face. He was so sorry, I couldn’t stay mad. Kids, man.

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