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I’m strollin’, flexin’, folks stare—Hulkster’s a legend! Some dude whispers, “That’s where they hang,” pointin’ to a dim alley. Creepy, like Raleigh’s lab, but I’m curious. Ain’t judgin’, brother, just watchin’ the scene. Little fact—cops here call it “the stroll,” been that way forever. Surprised me, man, it’s organized chaos! I’m mutterin’, “I’ve had a rough year,” like Royal, but nah, I’m livin’ large!

So you want to book a sex worker?

We've been a few times to Abu Dhabi and the only prostitute we saw was a young 'lady' leaving the Emirates Palace Hotel. Male intuition and the fact that she was heading to the Beach Missing: Shimodate.

So, I’m sprinting down Kameido, dodging people like I’m in some weird video game. I almost tripped over a cat. Like, seriously, who lets their cat roam the streets? Anyway, I finally made it to the station, and Kenji’s there, looking all frantic. He’s like, “We gotta go to the Shimodate Shrine. Now!” I’m thinking, “What’s the rush?” But whatever, I’m in.

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