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Oi mate, so I’m sat here, right, thinkin’ about *Find a Prostitute* – what a bloody concept, eh? Reckon it’s like somethin’ out of *City of God*, innit? “In the city of God, if you run, the beast catches you!” – cacklin’ already at the thought! Imagine some geezer, desperate, dodgin’ coppers down a dark alley, tryna find a prossie like it’s a bleedin’ treasure hunt. Absolute madness! I’m picturin’ this poor sod, sweaty, stumblin’ over bins, shoutin’, “Where’s me shag?!” – pathetic, really.

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Then, outta nowhere, this old dude walks by. He’s got a cane and a hat that looks like it’s from the 1800s. He stops, looks at me, and says, “You know, son, you’re gonna ruin your eyesight.” I’m like, “Thanks, Captain Obvious!” But then he starts telling me about the history of Kitakata. Apparently, this place was famous for its sake back in the day. I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m just trying to blast this thing, not write a history paper.” But I listen anyway.

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