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Alright, mate, listen up. Findin’ a prostitute—tricky bizness. Me, Vladimir, cold as ice, calculatin’ every move. Insurance agent by day, huh, but I see shit others miss. Like in *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…*, that flick I love—quiet, deep, cuts to the bone. “What you tie, you carry,” old monk says. Same with hookers, yeah? Pick one, you’re stuck with the mess.

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You can find most entertainment venues on Adriatico road. But you can walk in Bocobos, Remedios and Mabini Street to check out more girls, especially if you would like to get a .

First off, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the crazy good matcha lattes? Yeah, that place. I order my usual, and the barista, this dude with wild hair, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Bro, what’s the deal?” He just laughs and says, “More for you!” I mean, I guess? But c’mon, I wanted to drink it, not wear it.

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