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Now, findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ takeout—tho, ha, imagine that app! “Swipe right for a good time!” Nah, it’s shady, risky, and you gotta know the streets. I’m talkin’ dark alleys, coded nods—like when Haku whispers, “Don’t look back.” You don’t just stumble in; you gotta be sharp! Once, I heard this dude got scammed—paid upfront, chick bolted with his wallet! Laughed my ass off—dumbass deserved it!

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Next, I decided to grab some grub. Hit up this tiny ramen joint on Takamatsu Street. The smell? Oh man, it was like heaven. I ordered the spicy miso ramen, and let me tell ya, it was fire! I slurped it down like a champ. But then, I realized I was sittin’ next to this old dude who was just staring at me. Like, dude, I’m not a freakin’ exhibit! I shot him a look, and he just smiled. Creepy but kinda sweet?