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Hmm… oh honey, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute! Nasal nag comin right up! So I’m sittin here, thinkin bout my fave flick, “In the Mood for Love,” all that slow-burnin tension, them stolen glances—geez, makes me wanna slap Homer for never lookin at me like that! Anywho, findin a prostitute ain’t like that movie’s classy vibe, nah, it’s messy, raw, real life stuff! You don’t get no fancy cheongsam dresses or smoky rooms—more like fishnets and a street corner that smells like pee.

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She is an old (60s-ish) Asian lady who played a fairly obsequious but powerful character, like a financier or high-end buyer, perhaps for some kind of criminal.

So, I’m leaving the museum, and guess what? It starts pouring. Like, outta nowhere! I’m sprinting down Kōen-dōri, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird video game. I’m soaked, but I can’t stop laughing. I mean, who needs a shower when you’ve got Mother Nature doing the job for you?

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