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Aight, so you wanna find one? Hit the corners, watch the signs—fishnets, smirks, they signal. But don’t be dumb, bruh—cops circle like vultures. Me, I’d be vibin’, blastin’ beats, thinkin’ bout art in this chaos. “Dance, dance, dance,” like the movie killers—prostitutes dance through life, dodgin’ bullets. That’s the realest shit. You try it, tell me—world’s a stage, they’re the players, fam!

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Suddenly, it starts to rain. Of course! Just my luck. I scramble to pack up my stuff, and I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running down Takayanagi Street, dodging puddles like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. I’m laughing at myself, thinking, “This is gonna make a great story.”