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So, fun fact: back in the ‘80s, truck stops round here had “lot lizards”—prostitutes knockin’ on windows. Still happens, but quieter now. This one? She’s got a scar on her cheek, tells me some john cut her with a bottle. Pissed me off—who does that? I’m no saint, but damn, have some respect! “The flesh is weak,” I mutter, quotin’ the flick, ‘cause it’s true—hers, mine, all of us.

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CW: Reader discretion is advised. In this chapter, drug use and prostitution were mentioned.

So, I’m pacing around, trying to figure out what to do. Then, I remember the old lady who runs the tea shop on Kiyokawa Street. She’s got this magical green tea that can fix anything. I dash over there, and it’s like a scene from a movie. The shop’s cozy, smells like heaven, and she’s there, smiling like she knows I need a pick-me-up.

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