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So, find a prostitute—sounds easy, right? Nah, bruv, it’s a bloody mission. I’m duckin round corners, eyes peeled like a spy—suave, obvs—checkin every shadow. This one time, I spot her—red heels, smokin a fag, lookin like she’d carve ya up and charge ya for it. “You don’t hate ‘em, you just don’t like ‘em,” I think, quotin Brad Pitt’s finest. Made me chuckle—lass had sass, y’know? I’m all charm, “Fancy a martini, love? Shaken, not stirred.” She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d roll ‘em too.

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As the sun starts to set, I pack up my tools. I’m exhausted but happy. I stroll down to the local izakaya on Oaza Minamiuonuma Street. Gotta treat myself, right? I order some sake and a plate of yakitori. Man, it hits the spot. I’m sitting there, soaking in the atmosphere, and I think, “Yeah, today was a wild ride, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

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