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Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Dark, it is, this path. Like *The Turin Horse*, slow it creeps. “What moves, moves not,” says the film. Me, thinking, prostitutes, they move plenty! Haha, dirty mind, I have. Do or do not, there is no try—pick one, you must! Angry, I get, at the hustle. Guys in shadows, pimps, ugh—scum they are. Once, in Budapest, heard I did, wild tale—girl escaped pimp with horse cart! True? Maybe not, but dope story, yeah?

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri for my usual morning fix. Grabbed a hot coffee and a onigiri. You know, the good stuff. But then, bam! I spill coffee all over my crisp white shirt. Great start, huh? I’m standing there, looking like a walking disaster, and the lady behind the counter just giggles. Thanks, lady. Real supportive.

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