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Here’s a weird one—back in ’92, Vegas cops found a prostiute hidin’ in a dumpster. True story! Escaped a john who went nuts. Little known fact—shows how crazy it gets. I’m thinkin’, man, this life’s brutal. But she’s chill, smokin’ a cig, quotin’ prices like it’s a menu. “You’re in or out, pops?” I’m out—too old for this crap. But I tip her $10 for the chat. She’s surprised—grins, says, “You’re alright.” Felt good, y’know?

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Now, it’s lunchtime, and I’m starving. I head to this little spot near the Uji River. The view is stunning! Cherry blossoms everywhere. I order some yudofu, and it’s like heaven on a plate. I’m munching away, and I can’t help but smile. Uji, you know how to treat a guy right!

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