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So, findin’ a prostitute, it’s wild, bro. I was pissed last week, some sketchy site crashed my vibe. “The Golden Fang ain’t got nothin’ on this!” I yelled, totally Inherent Vice style. Surprised me how tricky it gets, tho. Like, didja know in the 1800s, some cities had “red-light districts” legal as heck? Crazy, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout Victorian dudes all proper then sneakin’ off. Hypocrites!

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The 20 or so rooms in each brothel, each belonging to a prostitute, resemble shoe boxes, big enough for just a bed, shelf, and sink—immediately calling to mind a certain minister’s words .

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake off the coffee disaster. Hikari’s streets are always alive. People everywhere, bikes zooming past. I love it! But then, I see this dude on a bike, right? He’s swerving like he’s in a race or something. Almost crashes into me! I’m like, “Dude, chill! This ain’t the Tour de France!”

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