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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, brothel, man, it’s wild, like Furiosa haulin’ ass in *Mad Max: Fury Road*! I’m talkin’ dusty vibes, shady deals, chicks in leather—total “Witness me!” energy. Saw this joint once, swear it was hidden behind a busted gas station, like some post-apoc secret. You’d think it’s all glam, nah, it’s gritty—smells like sweat and cheap booze. Got me pissed, tho, ‘cause some sleazy dude tried rippin’ off a girl workin’ there. Ain’t cool, man, she’s just tryna survive this wasteland!

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After that, I decide to hit up a local ramen joint. You know, the one on Koshigaya Street? Best ramen ever! I order the spicy miso, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m slurping away, feeling like a king. But then, this dude next to me starts talking about his “amazing” card collection. I’m trying to enjoy my food, and he’s going on and on. I’m nodding, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, chill.”

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