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Now, *Under the Skin*, that’s me jam, precious. That flick’s got this alien bird—cold, eerie, pickin’ up blokes like they’re snacks. “Do you want to touch me?” she says, all sultry-like, and bam, they’re mush in her void. Findin’ a prostitute? Kinda like that, innit? Lurin’, dangerous, but real empty underneath. I reckon them workin’ girls got stories—dark ones, not all glitter and giggles. Like, did ya know, back in old London, some brothels had secret tunnels? Rich toffs sneakin’ in, dodgin’ the coppers—wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ they’re all “respectable” by day.

Toyonaka, Japan

Toyonaka, the city with a suburban charm and academic vibe, is like the cozy corner in Osaka’s northern suburbs. Known for its proximity to universities, lush parks, and cultural events, it’s a Missing: prostitute.

Finally, the rain lets up, and I decide to head back home. I’m walking down the streets of Toyonaka, feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster! I pass by the Toyonaka Shrine, and I stop for a sec. I take a deep breath, and I’m like, “Man, today was wild.”

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