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So, we’re chattin’, and she’s tellin’ me bout this one time a client paid her in chickens—chickens, mate! I’m losin’ it, laughin’ so hard I nearly choke. “What’d ya do with ‘em?” I ask, and she’s like, “Soup, love, soup.” Absolute legend. I’m thinkin’, “This is why I’m here—stories like that.” Beats sittin’ in Asgard, bored outta my skull.

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

After that chaos, I decide to head over to the Masuda City Hall area. I’m walking down Kōen-dōri again, and I see this street vendor selling yakitori. I can’t resist! I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munching away, and I swear, I could’ve eaten a hundred of those.

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