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Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky, it is! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate—y’know, like that time i got pissed watchin some dude haggle over prices in a shady alley. Made me wanna Force-choke somethin, but nah, chill i did. Grand Budapest Hotel, my fave, ya see—elegant, quirky, all about style, right? Picture this: me, Yoda, strollin’ through a city, lookin for a hooker with class, like Monsieur Gustave pickin staff—only the best, hmm?

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I headed to the Nanao Morning Market. It’s always buzzing with people. Fresh fish, veggies, and all that good stuff. I was eyeing some fresh sashimi when I bumped into my old buddy, Kenji. He’s always got the craziest stories. He told me about this time he tried to catch a giant crab. I laughed so hard, I almost dropped my phone in a fish tank.

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