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Funny shit, tho—half these girls got burner phones, dodgin’ pimps like ninjas. I’m over here, “Yo, you a spy or a hooker?” She laughs, I laugh, we vibe. Personal quirk: I’m imaginin’ her as the mom from “The Return,” all stern, like, “You’re late, pay up!” Makes me giggle mid-negotiation—awkward as fuck. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute? It’s absurd, it’s raw, it’s a damn adventure. Stay safe, tho—wrap it up, fam! Peace!

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Anyway, I hit the streets of Shintoku, and it’s already buzzin’. I’m walkin’ down Kiyokawa Street, and the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. Like, seriously, it’s a pink explosion everywhere! I’m tryin’ to snap a pic for the ‘gram, but my phone’s like, “Nah, I’m dead.” Classic.

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