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So, I’m skippin’ down some shady street—thinkin’, “Whoa, this is nuts!” Kinda like defusin’ a wire, red or blue, pick fast or boom! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, mates—gotta dodge the creeps, the cops, the “what the barnacle am I doin’?” moments. Once heard this wild tale—dude in Vegas, 1990s, paid a gal with a fake Krusty Krab coin! She took it, laughed, said, “Better than Monopoly money!” True story, swear on me spatula!

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Then, I decide to check out the Tanushimarumachi-toyoki Shrine. It’s so peaceful there. I’m standing in front of the torii gate, and I just feel this wave of calm wash over me. But then, I hear this loud honking. I turn around, and it’s a bunch of cyclists zooming by on the road. Like, chill out, people!