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Right, so I’m cruisin’—not space, mind ya, but dodgy backstreets. Neon lights flashin’, smells like cheap booze and regret. This lass, she’s standin’ there, all sass, fishnets ripped—like she’s a groupie waitin’ for Zeppelin to roll thru. I’m like, “Oi, love, you got that stardust vibe!” She laughs, probs thinkin’ I’m bonkers, but I’m seein’ it—cosmic wisdom, innit? Prostitutes been round since forever—fact is, ancient Babylon had temple prossies, sacred as priests! Wild, eh?

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Then, outta nowhere, this lady bursts in. She’s all frantic, like she just saw a ghost or something. Turns out, she lost her phone at the famous Matsushima Bay. I’m like, “Lady, chill! It’s just a phone.” But she’s all, “No, it’s got pics of my cat!” I mean, who takes cat pics to Matsushima?

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