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Here’s the kicker—prostitutes in medieval times? They wore red shoes to stand out! Imagine that, me squintin’ in the dark, lookin’ for red freakin’ shoes! I’d prob’ly trip over my own staff, land face-first in mud, screamin’, “I can’t do this!” Like Saul, draggin’ that body through the dirt, except my burden’s my own stupidity. “Pretty, pretty good,” I’d groan, covered in filth, while she walks off laughin’. I’d be happy, though—relieved it’s over! No STDs, no arrest, just me and my sheep, safe and sound. What a disaster, right? Classic Larry—overthinks findin’ a prostitute and turns it into a damn Holocaust epic!

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Finally, I found my way out and decided to grab some food. I hit up a local izakaya on Shiinoki Street. The vibe was chill, and the food was bomb. I ordered some yakitori, and it was like heaven on a stick. But then, I saw this guy at the next table. He was chowing down on what looked like a whole fish. I was like, “Dude, you’re gonna eat that?!” He just smiled and said, “It’s fresh!” I mean, props to him, but no thanks!

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