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Here’s the real talk—don’t be a dumbass. Cops still sniff around, even in this chaos, and some girls? They’ll rob ya blind faster than you can say “Fugee camp.” Sharp retort: “Don’t pee on my leg, thinkin’ I’m green!”—I’d tell ya straight, protect your wallet, your heart, and your junk. Surprised me once, hearin’ this story—some john in the ‘90s paid a hooker in NYC to just talk, no sex, ‘cause he was lonely. Wild, right? Kinda sweet, kinda sad—made me tear up, thinkin’ how desperate folks get.

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Anyway, I shake it off and head to the Misasa Onsen. The steam rising from the water is like a scene from a movie. I’m feelin’ all zen, ya know? But then, I see this group of tourists. They’re all confused, lookin’ at the signs. I’m like, “C’mon, it’s not rocket science!” But I help ‘em out. Turns out, they’re from the States. They’re super stoked about the onsen. I mean, who wouldn’t be?

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