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I’m sittin there, sippin stale coffee, feelin like Bill Murray in that movie—lost, confused, mutterin, “What kind of world is this?” Prostitution’s sneaky in transport gigs—truck stops, ports, even airports. Little known fact: some drivers, they get lonely, right? Long hauls, no sleep, and boom—someone’s knockin on the cab window. “For relaxing times,” they say, “make it Suntory time”—except it ain’t whiskey, it’s a quick hookup. I’m laughin, but I’m pissed—focus on the road, idiots!

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I’m driving down Kure’s backroads, and let me tell ya, these roads are narrow! I’m talking like, barely enough room for my harvester. I’m sweating bullets, dodging potholes like they’re landmines. And then, bam! I hit a bump, and my coffee goes flying. Great. Just great. Now I’m wide awake and sticky.

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