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But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, desperation. Nearly gagged once, swear it. Still, there’s beauty in the chaos—like *Tabu*’s black-and-white dreams. “Memory’s a ghost,” it whispers, and brothels got ghosts aplenty—lost souls, big wins. Ever hear bout Nevada’s Bunny Ranch? Legal, taxable, rakin’ in millions—greed’s gospel, baby! Couldn’t give a shit bout the prudes clutchin’ pearls.

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Back to the grind. I’m on a call with a client, and he’s losing it. “Why are my stocks down?” he’s yelling. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not personal! It’s the market!” But he’s not having it. I can feel my blood pressure rising. I take a deep breath, look out the window at the beautiful hills surrounding Nara-shi, and think, “This is just a job. Just a job.” But man, it’s hard to remember that when you’re in the trenches.

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