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Yo, so brothels, right? Wild-ass places. I’m sittin here thinkin—damn, legal sex spots? That’s some next-level hustle. Like, imagine Zodiac vibes—grimy, mysterious, unsolved shit. “I’m not Paul Avery,” I mutter, but brothels got that dark edge. Dudes walkin in, thinkin they’re kings—nah, bro, you’re just a wallet. Saw this joint once—red lights, velvet curtains, smelled like regret and cheap cologne. Felt like a crime scene waitin to happen. “The cipher’s still out there,” I’d say, but these girls? They’re the real puzzle.

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kenji shows up. He’s like, “Yo, let’s grab some lunch!” I’m like, “Dude, I can’t! My kiln’s about to blow!” But he’s persistent. So, I’m like, “Fine, but we’re going to that little ramen shop on Nishikigawa Street.” Best ramen ever, by the way.

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