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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t hard if ya got cash and guts. Check the shady corners, motels with busted signs, or hell, even apps now—modern wasteland, baby! But don’t be a dick, treat ‘em human, ‘cause they’re grindin’ harder than most. Me, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ how I’d rather burn it all down—Wall Street, pimps, the lot—than see this keep goin’. “Billionaires should not exist!” I rasp, shakin’ my fist, and she nods, like, “Preach, old man!” Made my night, swear to ya!

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the best onigiri? Yeah, that one. I grabbed a couple of those rice balls and a can of iced coffee. I was feeling like a king. But then, bam! I spilled my coffee all over my shirt. Great start, right? I looked like I just survived a caffeine tsunami.

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