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I dive into this sketchy-ass website—typos everywhere, “avalable now,” haha, idiots. Found this chick, “Candy,” real name prolly Susan or somethin’. Little known fact, dude—back in the ‘90s, prostitutes used pagers! Freakin’ pagers, man, like drug dealers! Anyway, I call her up, voice all shaky. She’s like, “50 bucks, half hour.” I’m thinkin’, “Sweet deal, yo!” Made me happy as hell—cheaper than my accountant pens!

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First off, I hit up the local konbini for my usual breakfast—onigiri and some green tea. I’m munchin’ on my rice ball, and boom! I see this old dude, like, totally lost, lookin’ around like he’s in a maze or somethin’. I’m thinkin’, “C’mon man, it’s just a street!” But nah, he’s got that “I’m in Japan and I don’t speak Japanese” vibe. So, I try to help him out, right? Turns out he’s lookin’ for the Hofu Tenmangu Shrine. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just down the road on Tenjin-dōri!” He thanks me, and I feel like a hero for a hot sec.

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